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"
Forty
-
six
.
Forty
-
six
.
Forty
-
six
.
I
shall
retire
when
I
’
m
sixty
.
At
fifty
-
eight
South
Africa
and
Australia
.
Michael
says
we
can
clean
up
there
.
Twenty
thousand
pounds
.
I
can
play
all
my
old
parts
.
Of
course
even
at
sixty
I
could
play
women
of
forty
-
five
.
But
what
about
parts
?
Those
bloody
dramatists
.
"
Trying
to
remember
any
plays
in
which
there
was
a
first
-
rate
part
for
a
woman
of
five
-
and
-
forty
she
fell
asleep
.
She
slept
soundly
till
Evie
came
to
awake
her
because
the
masseuse
was
there
.
Evie
brought
her
the
evening
paper
,
and
Julia
,
stripped
,
while
the
masseuse
rubbed
her
long
slim
legs
and
her
belly
,
putting
on
her
spectacles
,
read
the
same
theatrical
intelligence
she
had
read
that
morning
,
the
gossip
column
and
the
woman
’
s
page
.
Presently
Michael
came
in
and
sat
on
her
bed
.
He
often
came
at
that
hour
to
have
a
little
chat
with
her
.
"
Well
,
what
was
his
name
?
"
asked
Julia
.
"
Whose
name
?
"
"
The
boy
who
came
to
lunch
?
"
"
I
haven
’
t
a
notion
.
I
drove
him
back
to
the
theatre
.
I
never
gave
him
another
thought
.
"
Miss
Phillips
,
the
masseuse
,
liked
Michael
.
You
knew
where
you
were
with
him
.
He
always
said
the
same
things
and
you
knew
exactly
what
to
answer
.
No
side
to
him
.
And
terribly
good
-
looking
.
My
word
.
"
Well
,
Miss
Phillips
,
fat
coming
off
nicely
?
"
"
Oh
,
Mr
.
Gosselyn
,
there
’
s
not
an
ounce
of
fat
on
Miss
Lambert
.
I
think
it
’
s
wonderful
the
way
she
keeps
her
figure
.
"
"
Pity
I
can
’
t
have
you
to
massage
me
,
Miss
Phillips
.
You
might
be
able
to
do
something
about
mine
.
"
