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Mine was not urged on me with passionate vehemence or tender gentleness
made all the finer and more compelling by the allurements of generosity
which is a virtue as mysterious as any other but having a glamour of its
own. No, it was just a prosaic offer of employment on rather good terms
which, with a sudden sense of having wasted my time on shore long enough,
I accepted without misgivings. And once started out of my indolence I
went, as my habit was, very, very far away and for a long, long time.
Which is another proof of my indolence. How far Flora went I can't say.
But I will tell you my idea: my idea is that she went as far as she was
able--as far as she could bear it--as far as she had to . . . "


PART II--THE KNIGHT

CHAPTER ONE--THE FERNDALE

I have said that the story of Flora de Barral was imparted to me in
stages. At this stage I did not see Marlow for some time. At last, one
evening rather early, very soon after dinner, he turned up in my rooms.
I had been waiting for his call primed with a remark which had not
occurred to me till after he had gone away.


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