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"
I
haven
’
t
a
notion
.
"
"
Darling
,
we
must
know
.
I
’
ll
ask
him
to
write
in
our
book
.
"
"
Damn
it
,
he
’
s
not
important
enough
for
that
.
"
Michael
asked
only
very
distinguished
people
to
write
in
their
book
.
"
We
shall
never
see
him
again
.
"
At
that
moment
the
young
man
appeared
.
In
the
car
Julia
had
done
all
she
could
to
put
him
at
his
ease
,
but
he
was
still
very
shy
.
The
cocktails
were
waiting
and
Michael
poured
them
out
.
Julia
took
a
cigarette
and
the
young
man
struck
a
match
for
her
,
but
his
hand
was
trembling
so
much
that
she
thought
he
would
never
be
able
to
hold
the
light
near
enough
to
her
cigarette
,
so
she
took
his
hand
and
held
it
.
"
Poor
lamb
,
"
she
thought
,
"
I
suppose
this
is
the
most
wonderful
moment
in
his
whole
life
.
What
fun
it
’
ll
be
for
him
when
he
tells
his
people
.
I
expect
he
’
ll
be
a
blasted
little
hero
in
his
office
.
"
Julia
talked
very
differently
to
herself
and
to
other
people
:
when
she
talked
to
herself
her
language
was
racy
.
She
inhaled
the
first
whiff
of
her
cigarette
with
delight
.
It
was
really
rather
wonderful
,
when
you
came
to
think
of
it
,
that
just
to
have
lunch
with
her
and
talk
to
her
for
three
quarters
of
an
hour
,
perhaps
,
could
make
a
man
quite
important
in
his
own
scrubby
little
circle
.
The
young
man
forced
himself
to
make
a
remark
.
"
What
a
stunning
room
this
is
.
"
She
gave
him
the
quick
,
delightful
smile
,
with
a
slight
lift
of
her
fine
eyebrows
,
which
he
must
often
have
seen
her
give
on
the
stage
.
"
I
’
m
so
glad
you
like
it
.
"
Her
voice
was
rather
low
and
ever
so
slightly
hoarse
.
You
would
have
thought
his
observation
had
taken
a
weight
off
her
mind
.
"
We
think
in
the
family
that
Michael
has
such
perfect
taste
.
"
