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"
You
and
your
legs
,
"
said
Evie
.
"
Well
,
I
don
’
t
mind
telling
you
I
think
it
’
s
a
bit
of
all
right
having
an
unknown
young
man
sending
me
flowers
at
my
time
of
life
.
I
mean
it
just
shows
you
.
"
"
If
he
saw
you
now
’
e
wouldn
’
t
,
not
if
I
know
anything
about
men
.
"
"
Go
to
hell
,
"
said
Julia
.
But
when
she
was
made
up
to
her
satisfaction
,
and
Evie
had
put
on
her
stockings
and
her
shoes
,
having
a
few
minutes
still
to
spare
she
sat
down
at
her
desk
and
in
her
straggling
bold
hand
wrote
to
Mr
.
Thomas
Fennell
a
gushing
note
of
thanks
for
his
beautiful
flowers
.
She
was
naturally
polite
and
it
was
,
besides
,
a
principle
with
her
to
answer
all
fan
letters
.
That
was
how
she
kept
in
touch
with
her
public
.
Having
addressed
the
envelope
she
threw
the
card
in
the
wastepaper
basket
and
was
ready
to
slip
into
her
first
act
dress
.
The
call
-
boy
came
round
knocking
at
the
dressing
-
room
doors
.
"
Beginners
,
please
.
"
Those
words
,
though
heaven
only
knew
how
often
she
had
heard
them
,
still
gave
her
a
thrill
.
They
braced
her
like
a
tonic
.
Life
acquired
significance
She
was
about
to
step
from
the
world
of
make
-
believe
into
the
world
of
reality
.
Next
day
Julia
had
luncheon
with
Charles
Tamerley
.
His
father
,
the
Marquess
of
Dennorant
,
had
married
an
heiress
and
he
had
inherited
a
considerable
fortune
.
Julia
often
went
to
the
luncheon
parties
he
was
fond
of
giving
at
his
house
in
Hill
Street
.
At
the
bottom
of
her
heart
she
had
a
profound
contempt
for
the
great
ladies
and
the
noble
lords
she
met
there
,
because
she
was
a
working
woman
and
an
artist
,
but
she
knew
the
connexion
was
useful
.
It
enabled
them
to
have
first
nights
at
the
Siddons
which
the
papers
described
as
brilliant
,
and
when
she
was
photographed
at
week
-
end
parties
among
a
number
of
aristocratic
persons
she
knew
that
it
was
good
publicity
.
There
were
one
or
two
leading
ladies
,
younger
than
she
,
who
did
not
like
her
any
better
because
she
called
at
least
two
duchesses
by
their
first
names
.
This
caused
her
no
regret
.
Julia
was
not
a
brilliant
conversationalist
,
but
her
eyes
were
so
bright
,
her
manner
so
intelligent
,
that
once
she
had
learnt
the
language
of
society
she
passed
for
a
very
amusing
woman
.
She
had
a
great
gift
of
mimicry
,
which
ordinarily
she
kept
in
check
thinking
it
was
bad
for
her
acting
,
but
in
these
circles
she
turned
it
to
good
accout
and
by
means
of
it
acquired
the
reputation
of
a
wit
.
She
was
pleased
that
they
liked
her
,
these
smart
,
idle
women
,
but
she
laughed
at
them
up
her
sleeve
because
they
were
dazzled
by
her
glamour
.
She
wondered
what
they
would
think
if
they
really
knew
how
unromantic
the
life
of
a
successful
actress
was
,
the
hard
work
it
entailed
,
the
constant
care
one
had
to
take
of
oneself
and
the
regular
,
monotonous
habits
which
were
essential
.
But
she
good
-
naturedly
offered
them
advice
on
make
-
up
and
let
them
copy
her
clothes
.
She
was
always
beautifully
dressed
.
Even
Michael
,
fondly
thinking
she
got
her
clothes
for
nothing
,
did
not
know
how
much
she
really
spent
on
them
.
