Quotation from: The Secret Agent

Written by: Joseph Conrad

"No," growled Mr Verloc. "You did not expect me to know it. I belong to
the million. Who knows Latin? Only a few hundred imbeciles who aren't
fit to take care of themselves."

For some thirty seconds longer Mr Vladimir studied in the mirror the
fleshy profile, the gross bulk, of the man behind him. And at the same
time he had the advantage of seeing his own face, clean-shaved and round,
rosy about the gills, and with the thin sensitive lips formed exactly for
the utterance of those delicate witticisms which had made him such a
favourite in the very highest society. Then he turned, and advanced into
the room with such determination that the very ends of his quaintly old-
fashioned bow necktie seemed to bristle with unspeakable menaces. The
movement was so swift and fierce that Mr Verloc, casting an oblique
glance, quailed inwardly.