Риф, или Там, где разбивается счастье

XXXVII

           SheturnedbacktoherlettersandherglancelitonanenvelopeinscribedinOwen’shand.

           Herheartbegantobeatoppressively:shewasinamoodwhenthesimplestthingsseemedominous.WhatcouldOwenhavetosaytoher?Onlythefirstpagewascovered,anditcontainedsimplytheannouncementthat,inthecompanyofayoungcompatriotwhowasstudyingattheBeauxArts,hehadplannedtoleaveforSpainthefollowingevening.

           “Hehasn’tseenher,then!”wasAnna’sinstantthought;andherfeelingwasastrangecompoundofhumiliationandrelief.Thegirlhadkeptherword,liveduptothelineofconductshehadsetherself;andAnnahadfailedinthesameattempt.Shedidnotreproachherselfwithherfailure;butshewouldhavebeenhappieriftherehadbeenlessdiscrepancybetweenherwordstoSophyVinerandtheactwhichhadfollowedthem.Itirritatedherobscurelythatthegirlshouldhavebeensomuchsurerofherpowertocarryoutherpurpose...

           AnnalookedupandsawthatDarrow’seyeswereonthenewspaper.Heseemedcalmandsecure,almostindifferenttoherpresence.“Willitbecomeamatterofcoursetohimsosoon?”shewonderedwithatwingeofjealousy.Shesatmotionless,hereyesfixedonhim,tryingtomakehimfeeltheattractionofhergazeasshefelthis.Itsurprisedandshamedhertodetectanewelementinherloveforhim:asortofsuspicioustyrannicaltendernessthatseemedtodepriveitofallserenity.

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