Quotation from: The Secret Agent

Written by: Joseph Conrad

A rasping voice at his elbow said, with sedate scorn:

"Fasten yourself upon the woman for all she's worth."

After uttering these words the Professor walked away from the table.
Ossipon, whom that piece of insight had taken unawares, gave one
ineffectual start, and remained still, with a helpless gaze, as though
nailed fast to the seat of his chair. The lonely piano, without as much
as a music stool to help it, struck a few chords courageously, and
beginning a selection of national airs, played him out at last to the
tune of "Blue Bells of Scotland." The painfully detached notes grew
faint behind his back while he went slowly upstairs, across the hall, and
into the street.