Quotation from: The Arrow of Gold

Written by: Joseph Conrad

I said: "Very well," and with a sudden resumption of her extremely
busy, not-a-moment-to-lose manner Rose departed from the room. I
lingered in an imaginary world full of tender light, of unheard-of
colours, with a mad riot of flowers and an inconceivable happiness
under the sky arched above its yawning precipices, while a feeling
of awe enveloped me like its own proper atmosphere. But everything
vanished at the sound of Dona Rita's loud whisper full of boundless
dismay, such as to make one's hair stir on one's head.