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"
Shaftesbury
Avenue
.
Off
the
nail
.
"
)
The
poor
thing
was
at
the
moment
frightfully
nervous
.
Julia
made
her
sit
down
and
offered
her
a
cigarette
.
"
There
are
matches
by
your
side
.
"
She
saw
her
hands
tremble
when
she
tried
to
strike
one
.
It
broke
and
she
rubbed
a
second
three
times
against
the
box
before
she
could
get
it
to
light
.
(
"
If
Roger
could
only
see
her
now
!
Cheap
rouge
,
cheap
lipstick
,
and
scared
out
of
her
wits
.
Gay
little
thing
,
he
thought
she
was
.
"
)
"
Have
you
been
on
the
stage
long
,
Miss
-
I
’
m
so
sorry
I
’
ve
forgotten
your
name
.
"
"
Joan
Denver
.
"
Her
throat
was
dry
and
she
could
hardly
speak
.
Her
cigarette
went
out
and
she
held
it
helplessly
.
She
answered
Julia
’
s
question
.
"
Two
years
.
"
"
How
old
are
you
?
"
"
Nineteen
.
"
(
"
That
’
s
a
lie
.
You
’
re
twenty
-
two
if
you
’
re
a
day
.
"
)
"
You
know
my
son
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
