Roy turned away and stood for a few minutes looking out seaward . When he came back to Anne , he was very pale again . `` You can give me no hope ? '' he said . Anne shook her head mutely . `` Then -- good-bye , '' said Roy . `` I ca n't understand it -- I ca n't believe you are not the woman I 've believed you to be . But reproaches are idle between us . You are the only woman I can ever love . I thank you for your friendship , at least . Good-bye , Anne . '' `` Good-bye , '' faltered Anne . When Roy had gone she sat for a long time in the pavilion , watching a white mist creeping subtly and remorselessly landward up the harbor . It was her hour of humiliation and self-contempt and shame . Their waves went over her . And yet , underneath it all , was a queer sense of recovered freedom . She slipped into Patty 's Place in the dusk and escaped to her room . But Phil was there on the window seat . `` Wait , '' said Anne , flushing to anticipate the scene . `` Wait til you hear what I have to say .
Phil , Roy asked me XXXXX marry him-and I refused . ''
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