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"
Rottenly
.
"
She
thought
it
over
.
She
knew
exactly
what
had
happened
.
She
had
let
her
emotion
run
away
with
her
;
she
had
been
feeling
,
not
acting
.
Again
a
cold
shiver
ran
down
her
spine
.
This
was
serious
.
It
was
all
very
fine
to
have
a
broken
heart
,
but
if
it
was
going
to
interfere
with
her
acting
.
.
.
no
,
no
,
no
.
That
was
quite
another
pair
of
shoes
.
Her
acting
was
more
important
than
any
love
affair
in
the
world
.
"
I
’
ll
try
and
pull
myself
together
.
"
"
It
’
s
no
good
trying
to
force
oneself
.
You
’
re
tired
out
.
It
’
s
my
fault
,
I
ought
to
have
insisted
on
your
taking
a
holiday
long
ago
.
What
you
want
is
a
good
rest
.
"
"
What
about
the
theatre
?
"
"
If
I
can
’
t
let
it
,
I
’
ll
revive
some
play
that
I
can
play
in
.
There
’
s
Hearts
are
Trumps
.
You
always
hated
your
part
in
that
.
"
"
Everyone
says
the
season
’
s
going
to
be
wonderful
.
You
can
’
t
expect
much
of
a
revival
with
me
out
of
the
cast
;
you
won
’
t
make
a
penny
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
care
a
hang
about
that
.
The
only
thing
that
matters
is
your
health
.
"
"
Oh
,
Christ
,
don
’
t
be
so
magnanimous
,
"
*
she
cried
.
"
I
can
’
t
bear
it
.
"
