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"
Strange
world
we
live
in
,
"
thought
Julia
.
"
Actors
do
their
damnedest
to
look
like
gentlemen
and
gentlemen
do
all
they
can
to
look
like
actors
.
"
There
was
no
doubt
that
she
was
making
a
proper
effect
on
him
.
He
gave
her
the
perfect
opening
.
"
Why
are
you
looking
so
lovely
tonight
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Because
I
’
m
looking
forward
to
dining
with
you
.
"
With
her
beautiful
,
expressive
eyes
she
looked
deep
into
his
.
She
parted
her
lips
in
the
manner
that
she
found
so
seductive
in
Romney
’
s
portraits
of
Lady
Hamilton
.
They
dined
at
the
Savoy
.
The
head
waiter
gave
them
a
table
on
the
gangway
so
that
they
were
admirably
in
view
.
Though
everyone
was
supposed
to
be
out
of
town
the
grill
-
room
was
well
filled
.
Julia
bowed
and
smiled
to
various
friends
of
whom
she
caught
sight
.
Charles
had
much
to
tell
her
;
she
listened
to
him
with
flattering
interest
.
"
You
are
the
best
company
in
the
world
,
Charles
,
"
she
told
him
.
They
had
come
late
,
they
dined
well
,
and
by
the
time
Charles
had
finished
his
brandy
people
were
already
beginning
to
come
in
for
supper
.
"
Good
gracious
,
are
the
theatres
out
already
?
"
he
said
,
glancing
at
his
watch
.
"
How
quickly
the
time
flies
when
I
’
m
with
you
.
D
’
you
imagine
they
want
to
get
rid
of
us
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
feel
a
bit
like
going
to
bed
.
"
