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XXIV

           “Idon’tsayDarrowdoesn’tlikeourmarriage;Isayit’sSophywho’shateditsinceDarrow’sbeenhere!”

           Hebroughtoutthechargeinatoneofforcedcomposure,buthislipswerewhiteandhegraspedthedoorknobtohidethetremorofhishand.

           Anna’sangersurgedupwithherfears.“You’reabsurd,Owen!Idon’tknowwhyIlistentoyou.WhyshouldSophydislikeMr.Darrow,andifshedoes,whyshouldthathaveanythingtodowithherwishingtobreakherengagement?”

           “Idon’tsayshedislikeshim!Idon’tsayshelikeshim;Idon’tknowwhatitistheysaytoeachotherwhenthey’reshutuptogetheralone.”

           “Shutuptogetheralone?”Annastared.Owenseemedlikeamanindelirium;suchanexhibitionwasdegradingtothemall.Buthepushedonwithoutseeingherlook.

           “Yes—thefirsteveningshecame,inthestudy;thenextmorning,early,inthepark;yesterday,again,inthespring-house,whenyouwereatthelodgewiththedoctor....Idon’tknowwhattheysaytoeachother,butthey’vetakeneverychancetheycouldtosayit...andtosayitwhentheythoughtthatnoonesawthem.”

           Annalongedtosilencehim,butnowordscametoher.Itwasasthoughallherconfusedapprehensionshadsuddenlytakendefiniteshape.Therewas“something”—yes,therewas“something”...Darrow’sreticencesandevasionshadbeenmorethanafigmentofherdoubts.

           Thenextinstantbroughtarecoilofpride.Sheturnedindignantlyonherstep-son.

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