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“
And
I
want
to
ask
you
,
”
the
girl
continued
,
“
to
let
me
see
him
;
for
of
course
,
”
she
added
in
the
same
strange
voice
of
energy
,
“
I
wouldn
’
t
unless
you
consented
.
”
“
To
see
him
?
”
Anna
tried
to
gather
together
her
startled
thoughts
.
“
What
use
would
it
be
?
What
could
you
tell
him
?
”
“
I
want
to
tell
him
the
truth
,
”
said
Sophy
Viner
.
The
two
women
looked
at
each
other
,
and
a
burning
blush
rose
to
Anna
’
s
forehead
.
“
I
don
’
t
understand
,
”
she
faltered
.
Sophy
waited
a
moment
;
then
she
lowered
her
voice
to
say
:
“
I
don
’
t
want
him
to
think
worse
of
me
than
he
need
.
.
.
”
“
Worse
?
”
“
Yes
—
to
think
such
things
as
you
’
re
thinking
now
.
.
.
.
I
want
him
to
know
exactly
what
happened
.
.
.
then
I
want
to
bid
him
good
-
bye
.
”
Anna
tried
to
clear
a
way
through
her
own
wonder
and
confusion
.
She
felt
herself
obscurely
moved
.
“
Wouldn
’
t
it
be
worse
for
him
?
”
“
To
hear
the
truth
?
It
would
be
better
,
at
any
rate
,
for
you
and
Mr
.
Darrow
.
”
