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XXVIII

           Darrowdidn’ttellyou?Ofcoursenot:doyousupposeIthoughthedid?Youfounditout,that’sall—Iknewyouwould.InyourplaceIshouldhaveguesseditsooner.”

           Thewordswerespokensimply,withoutironyoremphasis;buttheywentthroughAnnalikeasword.Yes,thegirlwouldhavehaddivinations,promptingsthatshehadnothad!Shefelthalfenviousofsuchasadprecocityofwisdom.

           “I’msosorry...sosorry...”shemurmured.

           “Thingshappenthatway.NowI’dbettergo.I’dliketosaygood-byetoEffie.”

           “Oh——”itbrokeinacryfromEffie’smother.“Notlikethis—youmustn’t!Ifeel—youmakemefeeltoohorribly:asifIweredrivingyouaway...”Thewordshadrushedupfromthedepthsofherbewilderedpity.

           “Nooneisdrivingmeaway:Ihadtogo,”sheheardthegirlreply.

           Therewasanothersilence,duringwhichpassionateimpulsesofmagnanimitywarredinAnnawithherdoubtsanddreads.Atlength,hereyesonSophy’sface:“Yes,youmustgonow,”shebegan;“butlateron...afterawhile,whenallthisisover...ifthere’snoreasonwhyyoushouldn’tmarryOwen——”shepausedamomentonthewords—“Ishouldn’twantyoutothinkIstoodbetweenyou...”

           “You?”Sophyflushedagain,andthengrewpale.Sheseemedtotrytospeak,butnowordscame.“Yes!ItwasnottruewhenIsaidjustnowthatIwasthinkingonlyofOwen.I’msorry—oh,sosorry!—foryoutoo.Yourlife—Iknowhowhardit’sbeen;andmine...mine’ssofull...

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