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“
After
all
,
my
dear
,
he
’
s
not
unreasonable
!
”
“
I
’
ll
write
—
I
’
ll
write
,
”
the
girl
repeated
.
“
WHAT
will
you
write
?
”
he
pressed
her
vehemently
.
“
Owen
,
”
Anna
exclaimed
,
“
you
are
unreasonable
!
”
He
turned
from
Sophy
to
his
step
-
mother
.
“
I
only
want
her
to
say
what
she
means
:
that
she
’
s
going
to
write
to
break
off
our
engagement
.
Isn
’
t
that
what
you
’
re
going
away
for
?
”
Anna
felt
the
contagion
of
his
excitement
.
She
looked
at
Sophy
,
who
stood
motionless
,
her
lips
set
,
her
whole
face
drawn
to
a
silent
fixity
of
resistance
.
“
You
ought
to
speak
,
my
dear
—
you
ought
to
answer
him
.
”
“
I
only
ask
him
to
wait
—
—
”
“
Yes
,
”
Owen
,
broke
in
,
“
and
you
won
’
t
say
how
long
!
”
Both
instinctively
addressed
themselves
to
Anna
,
who
stood
,
nearly
as
shaken
as
themselves
,
between
the
double
shock
of
their
struggle
