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He
looked
about
the
room
,
as
if
seeking
the
clue
to
her
agitation
,
and
in
her
dread
of
what
he
might
guess
she
answered
:
“
What
has
happened
is
simply
that
I
’
m
rather
tired
.
Will
you
ask
Sophy
to
come
up
and
see
me
here
?
”
While
she
waited
she
tried
to
think
what
she
should
say
when
the
girl
appeared
;
but
she
had
never
been
more
conscious
of
her
inability
to
deal
with
the
oblique
and
the
tortuous
.
She
had
lacked
the
hard
teachings
of
experience
,
and
an
instinctive
disdain
for
whatever
was
less
clear
and
open
than
her
own
conscience
had
kept
her
from
learning
anything
of
the
intricacies
and
contradictions
of
other
hearts
.
She
said
to
herself
:
“
I
must
find
out
—
—
”
yet
everything
in
her
recoiled
from
the
means
by
which
she
felt
it
must
be
done
.
.
.
Sophy
Viner
appeared
almost
immediately
,
dressed
for
departure
,
her
little
bag
on
her
arm
.
She
was
still
pale
to
the
point
of
haggardness
,
but
with
a
light
upon
her
that
struck
Anna
with
surprise
.
Or
was
it
,
perhaps
,
that
she
was
looking
at
the
girl
with
new
eyes
:
seeing
her
,
for
the
first
time
,
not
as
Effie
’
s
governess
,
not
as
Owen
’
s
bride
,
but
as
the
embodiment
of
that
unknown
peril
lurking
in
the
background
of
every
woman
’
s
thoughts
about
her
lover
?
Anna
,
at
any
rate
,
with
a
sudden
sense
of
estrangement
,
noted
in
her
graces
and
snares
never
before
perceived
.
It
was
only
the
flash
of
a
primitive
instinct
,
but
it
lasted
long
enough
to
make
her
ashamed
of
the
darknesses
it
lit
up
in
her
heart
.
.
.
She
signed
to
Sophy
to
sit
down
on
the
sofa
beside
her
.
“
I
asked
you
to
come
up
to
me
because
I
wanted
to
say
good
-
bye
quietly
,
”
she
explained
,
feeling
her
lips
tremble
,
but
trying
to
speak
in
a
tone
of
friendly
naturalness
.
The
girl
’
s
only
answer
was
a
faint
smile
of
acquiescence
,
and
Anna
,
disconcerted
by
her
silence
,
went
on
:
“
You
’
ve
decided
,
then
,
not
to
break
your
engagement
?
”
Sophy
Viner
raised
her
head
with
a
look
of
surprise
.
Evidently
the
question
,
thus
abruptly
put
,
must
have
sounded
strangely
on
the
lips
of
so
ardent
a
partisan
as
Mrs
.
Leath
!
“
I
thought
that
was
what
you
wished
,
”
she
said
.
“
What
I
wished
?
”
Anna
’
s
heart
shook
against
her
side
.
“
I
wish
,
of
course
,
whatever
seems
best
for
Owen
.
.
.
.
It
’
s
natural
,
you
must
understand
,
that
that
consideration
should
come
first
with
me
.
.
.
”
Sophy
was
looking
at
her
steadily
.
“
I
supposed
it
was
the
only
one
that
counted
with
you
.
”
