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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: my mind whether to shake my fist in that direction or blow a kiss.
CHAPTER VI
Either would have been perfectly consistent with my feelings. I
gazed at the door, hesitating, but in the end I did neither. The
monition of some sixth sense - the sense of guilt, maybe, that
sense which always acts too late, alas! - warned me to look round;
and at once I became aware that the conclusion of this tumultuous
episode was likely to be a matter of lively anxiety. Jacobus was
standing in the doorway of the dining-room. How long he had been
there it was impossible to guess; and remembering my struggle with
the girl I thought he must have been its mute witness from
'Twixt Land & Sea |
