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When
she
had
gone
Darrow
started
for
a
walk
,
planning
to
get
back
late
,
in
order
that
the
reunited
family
might
have
the
end
of
the
afternoon
to
themselves
.
He
roamed
the
country
-
side
till
long
after
dark
,
and
the
stable
-
clock
of
Givre
was
striking
seven
as
he
walked
up
the
avenue
to
the
court
.
In
the
hall
,
coming
down
the
stairs
,
he
encountered
Anna
.
Her
face
was
serene
,
and
his
first
glance
showed
him
that
Owen
had
kept
his
word
and
that
none
of
her
forebodings
had
been
fulfilled
.
She
had
just
come
down
from
the
school
-
room
,
where
Effie
and
the
governess
were
having
supper
;
the
little
girl
,
she
told
him
,
looked
immensely
better
for
her
Swiss
holiday
,
but
was
dropping
with
sleep
after
the
journey
,
and
too
tired
to
make
her
habitual
appearance
in
the
drawing
-
room
before
being
put
to
bed
.
Madame
de
Chantelle
was
resting
,
but
would
be
down
for
dinner
;
and
as
for
Owen
,
Anna
supposed
he
was
off
somewhere
in
the
park
—
he
had
a
passion
for
prowling
about
the
park
at
nightfall
.
.
.
Darrow
followed
her
into
the
brown
room
,
where
the
tea
-
table
had
been
left
for
him
.
He
declined
her
offer
of
tea
,
but
she
lingered
a
moment
to
tell
him
that
Owen
had
in
fact
kept
his
word
,
and
that
Madame
de
Chantelle
had
come
back
in
the
best
of
humours
,
and
unsuspicious
of
the
blow
about
to
fall
.
“
She
has
enjoyed
her
month
at
Ouchy
,
and
it
has
given
her
a
lot
to
talk
about
—
her
symptoms
,
and
the
rival
doctors
,
and
the
people
at
the
hotel
.
It
seems
she
met
your
Ambassadress
there
,
and
Lady
Wantley
,
and
some
other
London
friends
of
yours
,
and
she
’
s
heard
what
she
calls
‘
delightful
things
’
about
you
:
she
told
me
to
tell
you
so
.
She
attaches
great
importance
to
the
fact
that
your
grandmother
was
an
Everard
of
Albany
.
She
’
s
prepared
to
open
her
arms
to
you
.
I
don
’
t
know
whether
it
won
’
t
make
it
harder
for
poor
Owen
.
.
.
the
contrast
,
I
mean
.
.
.
.
There
are
no
Ambassadresses
or
Everards
to
vouch
for
his
choice
!
But
you
’
ll
help
me
,
won
’
t
you
?
You
’
ll
help
me
to
help
him
?
To
-
morrow
I
’
ll
tell
you
the
rest
.
Now
I
must
rush
up
and
tuck
in
Effie
.
.
”
“
Oh
,
you
’
ll
see
,
we
’
ll
pull
it
off
for
him
!
”
he
assured
her
;
“
together
,
we
can
’
t
fail
to
pull
it
off
.
”
He
stood
and
watched
her
with
a
smile
as
she
fled
down
the
half
-
lit
vista
to
the
hall
.
If
Darrow
,
on
entering
the
drawing
-
room
before
dinner
,
examined
its
new
occupant
with
unusual
interest
,
it
was
more
on
Owen
Leath
’
s
account
than
his
own
.
Anna
’
s
hints
had
roused
his
interest
in
the
lad
’
s
love
affair
,
and
he
wondered
what
manner
of
girl
the
heroine
of
the
coming
conflict
might
be
.
He
had
guessed
that
Owen
’
s
rebellion
symbolized
for
his
step
-
mother
her
own
long
struggle
against
the
Leath
conventions
,
and
he
understood
that
if
Anna
so
passionately
abetted
him
it
was
partly
because
,
as
she
owned
,
she
wanted
his
liberation
to
coincide
with
hers
.
