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"
How
you
talk
,
Mr
.
Gosselyn
.
Why
,
you
’
ve
got
the
figure
of
a
boy
of
twenty
.
I
dont
’
know
how
you
do
it
,
upon
my
word
I
don
’
t
.
"
"
Plain
living
and
high
thinking
,
Miss
Phillips
.
"
Julia
was
paying
no
attention
to
what
they
said
but
Miss
Phillips
’
s
reply
reached
her
.
"
Of
course
there
’
s
nothing
like
massage
,
I
always
say
that
,
but
you
’
ve
got
to
be
careful
of
your
diet
.
That
there
’
s
no
doubt
about
at
all
.
"
"
Diet
!
"
she
thought
.
"
When
I
’
m
sixty
I
shall
let
myself
go
.
I
shall
eat
all
the
bread
and
butter
I
like
.
I
’
ll
have
hot
rolls
for
breakfast
,
I
’
ll
have
potatoes
for
lunch
and
potatoes
for
dinner
.
And
beer
.
God
,
how
I
like
beer
.
Pea
soup
and
tomato
soup
;
treacle
pudding
and
cherry
tart
.
Cream
,
cream
,
cream
.
And
so
help
me
God
,
I
’
ll
never
eat
spinach
again
as
long
as
I
live
.
"
When
the
massage
was
finished
Evie
brought
her
a
cup
of
tea
,
a
slice
of
ham
from
which
the
fat
had
been
cut
,
and
some
dry
toast
.
Julia
got
up
,
dressed
,
and
went
down
with
Michael
to
the
theatre
.
She
liked
to
be
there
an
hour
before
the
curtain
rang
up
.
Michael
went
on
to
dine
at
his
club
.
Evie
had
preceded
her
in
a
cab
and
when
she
got
into
her
dressing
-
room
everything
was
ready
for
her
.
She
undressed
once
more
and
put
on
a
dressing
-
gown
.
As
she
sat
down
at
her
dressing
-
table
to
make
up
she
noticed
some
fresh
flowers
in
a
vase
.
"
Hulloa
,
who
sent
them
?
Mrs
.
de
Vries
?
"
Dolly
always
sent
her
a
huge
basket
on
her
first
nights
,
and
on
the
hundredth
night
,
and
the
two
hundredth
if
there
was
one
,
and
in
between
,
whenever
she
ordered
flowers
for
her
own
house
,
had
some
sent
to
Julia
.
"
No
,
miss
.
"
"
Lord
Charles
?
"
