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"
I
’
m
terribly
sorry
.
Jimmie
’
s
expecting
me
and
you
know
what
he
is
.
"
Michael
gave
her
his
sweet
,
good
-
natured
smile
.
"
Oh
,
well
,
go
on
then
.
I
’
m
not
going
to
hold
it
up
against
you
because
for
once
you
’
ve
let
me
down
.
"
He
walked
on
and
she
went
in
by
the
stage
door
.
Jimmie
Langton
had
arranged
himself
a
tiny
flat
under
the
roof
to
which
you
gained
access
through
the
balcony
.
She
rang
the
bell
of
his
front
door
and
he
opened
it
himself
.
He
was
surprised
,
but
pleased
,
to
see
her
.
"
Hulloa
,
Julia
,
come
in
.
"
She
walked
past
him
without
a
word
,
and
when
they
got
into
his
sitting
-
room
,
untidy
,
littered
with
typescript
plays
,
books
and
other
rubbish
,
the
remains
of
his
frugal
luncheon
still
on
a
tray
by
his
desk
,
she
turned
and
faced
him
.
Her
jaw
was
set
and
her
eyes
were
frowning
.
"
You
devil
!
"
With
a
swift
gesture
she
went
up
to
him
,
seized
him
by
his
loose
shirt
collar
with
both
hands
and
shook
him
.
He
struggled
to
get
free
of
her
,
but
she
was
strong
and
violent
.
"
Stop
it
.
Stop
it
.
"
"
You
devil
,
you
swine
,
you
filthy
low
-
down
cad
.
"
He
took
a
swing
and
with
his
open
hand
gave
her
a
great
smack
on
the
face
.
She
instinctively
loosened
her
grip
on
him
and
put
her
own
hand
up
to
her
cheek
,
for
he
had
hurt
her
.
