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“
Try
a
letter
,
then
and
tell
them
you
’
ll
arrive
tomorrow
.
”
This
suggestion
produced
immediate
relief
,
and
she
gave
an
energetic
dab
at
the
ink
-
bottle
;
but
after
another
interval
of
uncertain
scratching
she
paused
again
.
“
Oh
,
it
’
s
fearful
!
I
don
’
t
know
what
on
earth
to
say
.
I
wouldn
’
t
for
the
world
have
them
know
how
beastly
Mrs
.
Murrett
’
s
been
.
”
Darrow
did
not
think
it
necessary
to
answer
.
It
was
no
business
of
his
,
after
all
.
He
lit
a
cigar
and
leaned
back
in
his
seat
,
letting
his
eyes
take
their
fill
of
indolent
pleasure
.
In
the
throes
of
invention
she
had
pushed
back
her
hat
,
loosening
the
stray
lock
which
had
invited
his
touch
the
night
before
.
After
looking
at
it
for
a
while
he
stood
up
and
wandered
to
the
window
.
Behind
him
he
heard
her
pen
scrape
on
.
“
I
don
’
t
want
to
worry
them
—
I
’
m
so
certain
they
’
ve
got
bothers
of
their
own
.
”
The
faltering
scratches
ceased
again
.
“
I
wish
I
weren
’
t
such
an
idiot
about
writing
:
all
the
words
get
frightened
and
scurry
away
when
I
try
to
catch
them
.
”
He
glanced
back
at
her
with
a
smile
as
she
bent
above
her
task
like
a
school
-
girl
struggling
with
a
“
composition
.
”
Her
flushed
cheek
and
frowning
brow
showed
that
her
difficulty
was
genuine
and
not
an
artless
device
to
draw
him
to
her
side
.
She
was
really
powerless
to
put
her
thoughts
in
writing
,
and
the
inability
seemed
characteristic
of
her
quick
impressionable
mind
,
and
of
the
incessant
come
-
and
-
go
of
her
sensations
.
He
thought
of
Anna
Leath
’
s
letters
,
or
rather
of
the
few
he
had
received
,
years
ago
,
from
the
girl
who
had
been
Anna
Summers
.
He
saw
the
slender
firm
strokes
of
the
pen
,
recalled
the
clear
structure
of
the
phrases
,
and
,
by
an
abrupt
association
of
ideas
,
remembered
that
,
at
that
very
hour
,
just
such
a
document
might
be
awaiting
him
at
the
hotel
.
What
if
it
were
there
,
indeed
,
and
had
brought
him
a
complete
explanation
of
her
telegram
?
The
revulsion
of
feeling
produced
by
this
thought
made
him
look
at
the
girl
with
sudden
impatience
.
She
struck
him
as
positively
stupid
,
and
he
wondered
how
he
could
have
wasted
half
his
day
with
her
,
when
all
the
while
Mrs
.
Leath
’
s
letter
might
be
lying
on
his
table
.
At
that
moment
,
if
he
could
have
chosen
,
he
would
have
left
his
companion
on
the
spot
;
but
he
had
her
on
his
hands
,
and
must
accept
the
consequences
.
Some
odd
intuition
seemed
to
make
her
conscious
of
his
change
of
mood
,
for
she
sprang
from
her
seat
,
crumpling
the
letter
in
her
hand
.
“
I
’
m
too
stupid
;
but
I
won
’
t
keep
you
any
longer
.
I
’
ll
go
back
to
the
hotel
and
write
there
.
”
