Note 7 — Chapter XIV · THE EXILE OF DAPITAN
Reading edition
That is all there is of this laconic narrative. Under the conditions it can hardly be equaled for philosophical phlegm. “The beach seemed very gloomy”; “As no one came to get me, I went to sleep.” It sounds like casual notes on a holiday jaunt. In point of fact, he was in danger at all times of assassination and knew it well. He must have rather wondered at his fortune when he saw the beach at Dapitan and realized that he had arrived without being murdered.7