Quotation from: The Arrow of Gold

Written by: Joseph Conrad

She got down from the couch and walked to a window. When the
lights had been brought into the room all the panes had turned inky
black; for the night had come and the garden was full of tall
bushes and trees screening off the gas lamps of the main alley of
the Prado. Whatever the question meant she was not likely to see
an answer to it outside. But her whisper had offended me, had hurt
something infinitely deep, infinitely subtle and infinitely clear-
eyed in my nature. I said after her from the couch on which I had
remained, "Don't lose your composure. You will always have some
sort of bell at hand."