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“
How
should
I
know
?
Perhaps
you
can
tell
me
.
”
“
I
?
”
She
fancied
his
face
clouded
again
,
but
he
did
not
move
from
his
tranquil
attitude
.
“
As
I
told
you
,
”
she
went
on
,
“
Owen
has
worked
himself
up
to
imagining
that
for
some
mysterious
reason
you
’
ve
influenced
Sophy
against
him
.
”
Darrow
still
visibly
wondered
.
“
It
must
indeed
be
a
mysterious
reason
!
He
knows
how
slightly
I
know
Miss
Viner
.
Why
should
he
imagine
anything
so
wildly
improbable
?
”
“
I
don
’
t
know
that
either
.
”
“
But
he
must
have
hinted
at
some
reason
.
”
“
No
:
he
admits
he
doesn
’
t
know
your
reason
.
He
simply
says
that
Sophy
’
s
manner
to
him
has
changed
since
she
came
back
to
Givre
and
that
he
’
s
seen
you
together
several
times
—
in
the
park
,
the
spring
-
house
,
I
don
’
t
know
where
—
talking
alone
in
a
way
that
seemed
confidential
—
almost
secret
;
and
he
draws
the
preposterous
conclusion
that
you
’
ve
used
your
influence
to
turn
her
against
him
.
”
“
My
influence
?
What
kind
of
influence
?
”
“
He
doesn
’
t
say
.
”
