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He
held
her
close
and
though
she
sobbed
still
she
began
to
feel
comforted
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
I
was
so
beastly
to
you
just
now
.
"
"
Oh
,
my
dear
.
"
"
Do
you
really
think
I
’
m
a
ham
actress
?
"
"
Darling
,
Duse
couldn
’
t
hold
a
candle
to
you
.
"
"
Do
you
honestly
think
that
?
Give
me
your
hanky
.
You
never
saw
Sarah
Bernhardt
,
did
you
?
"
"
No
,
never
.
"
"
She
ranted
like
the
devil
.
"
They
sat
together
for
a
little
while
,
in
silence
,
and
Julia
grew
calmer
in
spirit
.
Her
heart
was
filled
with
a
great
love
for
Michael
.
"
You
’
re
still
the
best
-
looking
man
in
England
,
"
she
murmured
at
last
.
"
No
one
will
ever
persuade
me
to
the
contrary
.
"
