A Smile of Fortune

A Smile of Fortune is one of Joseph Conrad's lesser-known long stories. He was essentially a nineteenth century writer who anticipated and then lived into the modernist age of the early twentieth century, helping to shape its spirit of uncertainty, anxiety, and moral ambiguity. Even his own life and works share the contradictions of the era. He is best known as an author of mannish sea tales, yet he only achieved success with a novel set largely on dry land which had a woman as its central character (Flora Barral in Chance). A Smile of FortuneHe is now regarded as a great figure in the tradition of the English novel, yet he was Polish, and English was his third language. He's also regarded as something of a conservative, yet his political views were scathingly radical (see The Secret Agent). A Smile of Fortune comes from his mature period (1911) and features the familiar Conradian device of a young sea captain who is confronted by a puzzling ethical dilemma. The first person narrator is a confirmed bachelor given to a philosophic approach to life, but whom Conrad cleverly makes vulnerable to the duplicities of the more experienced people around him. He arrives at an island in the Indian Ocean to take on a cargo of sugar, but is also given an open invitation by his ship's owners to do trade with a local merchant. The trader turns out to have a brother, and the two of them have diametrically opposed characters: one is socially well respected, but is a brute
the other is a social outcast who wishes to ingratiate himself with the unnamed narrator. For reasons he himself cannot fully understand, the captain opts for the outcast and allows himself to be drawn into his domestic life whilst waiting for his ship to be made ready. The principal attraction for this delay is a mysterious young woman, who might be the trader's daughter, with whom the young captain becomes romantically obsessed. The trader meanwhile is encouraging the captain's attentions, whilst trying to lure him into a speculative commercial venture. It's as if the young man is being lured and tempted on two fronts - the erotic and the pecuniary. In typically modernist fashion, this conflict reaches an unexpected and ambiguous resolution which despite the captain's commercial profit leads to his resigning his commission and heading back home. Formally, it's a long short story, rather than a novella such as The Secret Sharer and The Shadow Line with which it is frequently collected. And in terms of achievement, it seems to me to fall between the level of those excellent longer tales and the often embarrassingly bad short stories which Conrad turned out at the height of his commercial success. It's a story full of symbols and half-concealed inferences which is crying out for (at least) Freudian analysis, and can certainly be added to the list of lesser-known tales which deserve interpretive attention from anyone who admires Conrad's achievement.