Риф, или Там, где разбивается счастье

XXV

           

           Shelistenedwithagrowingsenseofreassurance,strugglingtoseparatetheabstractsenseofhiswordsfromthepersuasioninwhichhiseyesandvoiceenvelopedthem.

           “Isee—Idosee,”shemurmured.

           “Youmustsee,also,thatIcouldhardlysaythistoOwenwithoutoffendinghimstillmore,andperhapsincreasingthebreachbetweenMissVinerandhimself.WhatsortoffigureshouldIcutifItoldhimI’dbeentryingtofindoutifhe’dmadeaproperchoice?Inanycase,it’snoneofmybusinesstoofferanexplanationofwhatshejustlysaysdoesn’tneedone.Ifshedeclinestospeak,it’sobviouslyonthegroundthatOwen’sinsinuationsareabsurd;andthatsurelypledgesmetosilence.”

           “Yes,yes!Isee,”Annarepeated.“ButIdon’twantyoutoexplainanythingtoOwen.”

           “Youhaven’tyettoldmewhatyoudowant.”

           Shehesitated,consciousofthedifficultyofjustifyingherrequest;then:“IwantyoutospeaktoSophy,”shesaid.

           Darrowbrokeintoanincredulouslaugh.“Consideringwhatmypreviousattemptshaveresultedin——!”

           Sheraisedhereyesquickly.“Theyhaven’t,atleast,resultedinyourlikingherless,inyourthinkinglesswellofherthanyou’vetoldme?”

           Shefanciedhefrownedalittle.“Iwonderwhyyougobacktothat?”

           “Iwanttobesure—IoweittoOwen.Won’tyoutellmetheexactimpressionshe’sproducedonyou?”

           “Ihavetoldyou—IlikeMissViner.”

           “Doyoustillbelieveshe’sinlovewithOwen?”

           “Therewasnothinginourshorttalkstothrowanyparticularlightonthat.

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