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She
leaned
her
elbow
against
the
mantel
-
shelf
and
hid
her
face
in
her
hands
.
She
had
the
sense
that
she
was
vainly
throwing
away
her
last
hope
of
happiness
,
yet
she
could
do
nothing
,
think
of
nothing
,
to
save
it
.
The
conjecture
flashed
through
her
:
“
Should
I
be
at
peace
if
I
gave
him
up
?
”
and
she
remembered
the
desolation
of
the
days
after
she
had
sent
him
away
,
and
understood
that
that
hope
was
vain
.
The
tears
welled
through
her
lids
and
ran
slowly
down
between
her
fingers
.
“
Good
-
bye
,
”
she
heard
him
say
,
and
his
footsteps
turned
to
the
door
.
She
tried
to
raise
her
head
,
but
the
weight
of
her
despair
bowed
it
down
.
She
said
to
herself
:
“
This
is
the
end
.
.
.
he
won
’
t
try
to
appeal
to
me
again
.
.
.
”
and
she
remained
in
a
sort
of
tranced
rigidity
,
perceiving
without
feeling
the
fateful
lapse
of
the
seconds
.
Then
the
cords
that
bound
her
seemed
to
snap
,
and
she
lifted
her
head
and
saw
him
going
.
“
Why
,
he
’
s
mine
—
he
’
s
mine
!
He
’
s
no
one
else
’
s
!
”
His
face
was
turned
to
her
and
the
look
in
his
eyes
swept
away
all
her
terrors
.
She
no
longer
understood
what
had
prompted
her
senseless
outcry
;
and
the
mortal
sweetness
of
loving
him
became
again
the
one
real
fact
in
the
world
.
Anna
,
the
next
day
,
woke
to
a
humiliated
memory
of
the
previous
evening
.
Darrow
had
been
right
in
saying
that
their
sacrifice
would
benefit
no
one
;
yet
she
seemed
dimly
to
discern
that
there
were
obligations
not
to
be
tested
by
that
standard
.
She
owed
it
,
at
any
rate
,
as
much
to
his
pride
as
to
hers
to
abstain
from
the
repetition
of
such
scenes
;
and
she
had
learned
that
it
was
beyond
her
power
to
do
so
while
they
were
together
.
Yet
when
he
had
given
her
the
chance
to
free
herself
,
everything
had
vanished
from
her
mind
but
the
blind
fear
of
losing
him
;
and
she
saw
that
he
and
she
were
as
profoundly
and
inextricably
bound
together
as
two
trees
with
interwoven
roots
.
For
a
long
time
she
brooded
on
her
plight
,
vaguely
conscious
that
the
only
escape
from
it
must
come
from
some
external
chance
.
And
slowly
the
occasion
shaped
itself
in
her
mind
.
It
was
Sophy
Viner
only
who
could
save
her
—
Sophy
Viner
only
who
could
give
her
back
her
lost
serenity
.
She
would
seek
the
girl
out
and
tell
her
that
she
had
given
Darrow
up
;
and
that
step
once
taken
there
would
be
no
retracing
it
,
and
she
would
perforce
have
to
go
forward
alone
.
Any
pretext
for
action
was
a
kind
of
anodyne
,
and
she
despatched
her
maid
to
the
Farlows
’
with
a
note
asking
if
Miss
Viner
would
receive
her
.
There
was
a
long
delay
before
the
maid
returned
,
and
when
at
last
she
appeared
it
was
with
a
slip
of
paper
on
which
an
address
was
written
,
and
a
verbal
message
to
the
effect
that
Miss
Viner
had
left
some
days
previously
,
and
was
staying
with
her
sister
in
a
hotel
near
the
Place
de
l
’
Etoile
.
The
maid
added
that
Mrs
.
Farlow
,
on
the
plea
that
Miss
Viner
’
s
plans
were
uncertain
,
had
at
first
made
some
difficulty
about
giving
this
information
;
and
Anna
guessed
that
the
girl
had
left
her
friends
’
roof
,
and
instructed
them
to
withhold
her
address
,
with
the
object
of
avoiding
Owen
.
“
She
’
s
kept
faith
with
herself
and
I
haven
’
t
,
”
Anna
mused
;
and
the
thought
was
a
fresh
incentive
to
action
.
Darrow
had
announced
his
intention
of
coming
soon
after
luncheon
,
and
the
morning
was
already
so
far
advanced
that
Anna
,
still
mistrustful
of
her
strength
,
decided
to
drive
immediately
to
the
address
Mrs
.
Farlow
had
given
.
On
the
way
there
she
tried
to
recall
what
she
had
heard
of
Sophy
Viner
’
s
sister
,
but
beyond
the
girl
’
s
enthusiastic
report
of
the
absent
Laura
’
s
loveliness
she
could
remember
only
certain
vague
allusions
of
Mrs
.
Farlow
’
s
to
her
artistic
endowments
and
matrimonial
vicissitudes
.
Darrow
had
mentioned
her
but
once
,
and
in
the
briefest
terms
,
as
having
apparently
very
little
concern
for
Sophy
’
s
welfare
,
and
being
,
at
any
rate
,
too
geographically
remote
to
give
her
any
practical
support
;
and
Anna
wondered
what
chance
had
brought
her
to
her
sister
’
s
side
at
this
conjunction
.
Mrs
.
Farlow
had
spoken
of
her
as
a
celebrity
(
in
what
line
Anna
failed
to
recall
)
;
but
Mrs
.
Farlow
’
s
celebrities
were
legion
,
and
the
name
on
the
slip
of
paper
—
Mrs
.
McTarvie
-
Birch
—
did
not
seem
to
have
any
definite
association
with
fame
.
While
Anna
waited
in
the
dingy
vestibule
of
the
Hotel
Chicago
she
had
so
distinct
a
vision
of
what
she
meant
to
say
to
Sophy
Viner
that
the
girl
seemed
already
to
be
before
her
;
and
her
heart
dropped
from
all
the
height
of
its
courage
when
the
porter
,
after
a
long
delay
,
returned
with
the
announcement
that
Miss
Viner
was
no
longer
in
the
hotel
.
Anna
,
doubtful
if
she
understood
,
asked
if
he
merely
meant
that
the
young
lady
was
out
at
the
moment
;
but
he
replied
that
she
had
gone
away
the
day
before
.
Beyond
this
he
had
no
information
to
impart
,
and
after
a
moment
’
s
hesitation
Anna
sent
him
back
to
enquire
if
Mrs
.
McTarvie
-
Birch
would
receive
her
.
She
reflected
that
Sophy
had
probably
pledged
her
sister
to
the
same
secrecy
as
Mrs
.
Farlow
,
and
that
a
personal
appeal
to
Mrs
.
Birch
might
lead
to
less
negative
results
.
