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“
I
’
m
not
thinking
of
myself
.
He
loves
you
!
”
“
I
thought
you
’
d
come
to
speak
of
Owen
.
”
Sophy
Viner
seemed
not
to
hear
her
.
“
He
’
s
never
loved
any
one
else
.
Even
those
few
days
.
.
.
.
I
knew
it
all
the
while
.
.
.
he
never
cared
for
me
.
”
“
Please
don
’
t
say
any
more
!
”
Anna
said
.
“
I
know
it
must
seem
strange
to
you
that
I
should
say
so
much
.
I
shock
you
,
I
offend
you
:
you
think
me
a
creature
without
shame
.
So
I
am
—
but
not
in
the
sense
you
think
!
I
’
m
not
ashamed
of
having
loved
him
;
no
;
and
I
’
m
not
ashamed
of
telling
you
so
.
It
’
s
that
that
justifies
me
—
and
him
too
.
.
.
.
Oh
,
let
me
tell
you
how
it
happened
!
He
was
sorry
for
me
:
he
saw
I
cared
.
I
knew
that
was
all
he
ever
felt
.
I
could
see
he
was
thinking
of
some
one
else
.
I
knew
it
was
only
for
a
week
.
.
.
.
He
never
said
a
word
to
mislead
me
.
.
.
.
I
wanted
to
be
happy
just
once
—
and
I
didn
’
t
dream
of
the
harm
I
might
be
doing
him
!
”
Anna
could
not
speak
.
She
hardly
knew
,
as
yet
,
what
the
girl
’
s
words
conveyed
to
her
,
save
the
sense
of
their
tragic
fervour
;
but
she
was
conscious
of
being
in
the
presence
of
an
intenser
passion
than
she
had
ever
felt
.
“
I
am
sorry
for
you
.
”
She
paused
.
“
But
why
do
you
say
this
to
me
?
”
After
another
interval
she
exclaimed
:
“
You
’
d
no
right
to
let
Owen
love
you
.
”
“
No
;
that
was
wrong
.
At
least
what
’
s
happened
since
has
made
it
so
.
If
things
had
been
different
I
think
I
could
have
made
Owen
happy
.
You
were
all
so
good
to
me
—
I
wanted
so
to
stay
with
you
!
I
suppose
you
’
ll
say
that
makes
it
worse
:
my
daring
to
dream
I
had
the
right
.
.
.
.
But
all
that
doesn
’
t
matter
now
.
I
won
’
t
see
Owen
unless
you
’
re
willing
.
I
should
have
liked
to
tell
him
what
I
’
ve
tried
to
tell
you
;
but
you
must
know
better
;
you
feel
things
in
a
finer
way
.
Only
you
’
ll
have
to
help
him
if
I
can
’
t
.
He
cares
a
great
deal
.
.
.
it
’
s
going
to
hurt
him
.
.
.
”
Anna
trembled
.
“
Oh
,
I
know
!
What
can
I
do
?
”
