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“
She
’
s
been
with
me
.
She
came
and
found
me
on
the
terrace
.
We
’
ve
had
a
long
talk
and
she
’
s
explained
everything
.
I
feel
as
if
I
’
d
never
known
her
before
!
”
Her
voice
was
so
moved
and
tender
that
it
checked
his
start
of
apprehension
.
“
She
’
s
explained
—
—
?
”
“
It
’
s
natural
,
isn
’
t
it
,
that
she
should
have
felt
a
little
sore
at
the
kind
of
inspection
she
’
s
been
subjected
to
?
Oh
,
not
from
you
—
I
don
’
t
mean
that
!
But
Madame
de
Chantelle
’
s
opposition
—
and
her
sending
for
Adelaide
Painter
!
She
told
me
frankly
she
didn
’
t
care
to
owe
her
husband
to
Adelaide
Painter
.
.
.
.
She
thinks
now
that
her
annoyance
at
feeling
herself
so
talked
over
and
scrutinized
may
have
shown
itself
in
her
manner
to
Owen
,
and
set
him
imagining
the
insane
things
he
did
.
.
.
.
I
understand
all
she
must
have
felt
,
and
I
agree
with
her
that
it
’
s
best
she
should
go
away
for
a
while
.
She
’
s
made
me
,
”
Anna
summed
up
,
“
feel
as
if
I
’
d
been
dreadfully
thick
-
skinned
and
obtuse
!
”
“
You
?
”
“
Yes
.
As
if
I
’
d
treated
her
like
the
bric
-
a
-
brac
that
used
to
be
sent
down
here
‘
on
approval
,
’
to
see
if
it
would
look
well
with
the
other
pieces
.
”
She
added
,
with
a
sudden
flush
of
enthusiasm
:
“
I
’
m
glad
she
’
s
got
it
in
her
to
make
one
feel
like
that
!
”
She
seemed
to
wait
for
Darrow
to
agree
with
her
,
or
to
put
some
other
question
,
and
he
finally
found
voice
to
ask
:
“
Then
you
think
it
’
s
not
a
final
break
?
”
“
I
hope
not
—
I
’
ve
never
hoped
it
more
!
I
had
a
word
with
Owen
,
too
,
after
I
left
her
,
and
I
think
he
understands
that
he
must
let
her
go
without
insisting
on
any
positive
promise
.
She
’
s
excited
.
.
.
he
must
let
her
calm
down
.
.
.
”
Again
she
waited
,
and
Darrow
said
:
“
Surely
you
can
make
him
see
that
.
”
