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She
did
not
want
to
be
alone
,
she
knew
that
even
though
she
went
home
after
luncheon
she
would
not
sleep
,
so
she
asked
Charles
if
he
would
take
her
to
the
National
Gallery
.
She
could
give
him
no
greater
pleasure
;
he
liked
to
talk
about
pictures
and
he
talked
of
them
well
.
It
took
them
back
to
the
old
days
when
she
had
made
her
first
success
in
London
and
they
used
to
spend
so
many
afternoons
together
,
walking
in
the
park
or
sauntering
through
museums
.
The
day
after
that
she
had
a
matinee
and
the
next
a
luncheon
-
party
,
but
when
they
separated
they
arranged
to
lunch
again
together
on
the
Friday
and
go
to
the
Tate
.
A
few
days
later
Michael
told
her
he
had
engaged
Avice
Crichton
.
"
She
has
the
looks
for
the
part
,
there
’
s
no
doubt
about
that
,
and
she
’
ll
be
a
good
contrast
to
you
.
I
’
m
taking
her
acting
on
the
strength
of
what
you
said
.
"
Next
morning
they
rang
through
from
the
basement
to
say
that
Mr
.
Fennell
was
on
the
telephone
.
It
seemed
to
her
that
her
heart
stopped
beating
.
"
Put
him
through
.
"
"
Julia
,
I
wanted
to
tell
you
,
Michael
has
engaged
Avice
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
know
.
"
"
He
told
her
he
was
engaging
her
on
what
you
’
d
told
him
.
You
are
a
brick
.
"
Julia
,
her
heart
now
beating
nineteen
to
the
dozen
,
made
an
effort
to
control
her
voice
.
"
Oh
,
don
’
t
talk
such
nonsense
,
"
she
answered
gaily
.
"
I
told
you
it
would
be
all
right
.
"
