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"
Well
,
if
I
behaved
like
that
people
’
d
say
I
’
d
been
drinkin
’
.
"
Miss
Phillips
began
to
massage
her
feet
.
She
rubbed
gently
,
to
rest
and
not
to
tire
her
.
"
When
you
came
in
just
now
,
like
a
whirlwind
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
thought
you
looked
twenty
years
younger
.
Your
eyes
were
shining
something
wonderful
.
"
"
Oh
,
keep
that
for
Mr
.
Gosselyn
,
Miss
Phillips
.
"
And
then
as
an
afterthought
,
"
I
feel
like
a
two
-
year
-
old
.
"
And
it
was
the
same
at
the
theatre
later
on
.
Archie
Dexter
,
who
was
her
leading
man
,
came
into
her
dressing
-
room
to
speak
about
something
.
She
had
just
finished
making
-
up
.
He
was
startled
.
"
Hulloa
,
Julia
,
what
’
s
the
matter
with
you
tonight
?
Gosh
,
you
look
swell
.
Why
you
don
’
t
look
a
day
more
than
twenty
-
five
.
"
"
With
a
son
of
sixteen
it
’
s
no
good
pretending
I
’
m
so
terribly
young
any
more
.
I
’
m
forty
and
I
don
’
t
care
who
knows
it
.
"
"
What
have
you
done
to
your
eyes
?
I
’
ve
never
seen
them
shine
like
that
before
.
"
She
felt
in
tremendous
form
.
They
had
been
playing
the
play
,
it
was
called
The
Powder
Puff
,
for
a
good
many
weeks
,
but
tonight
Julia
played
it
as
though
it
were
the
first
time
.
Her
performance
was
brilliant
.
She
got
laughs
that
she
had
never
got
before
.
She
always
had
magnetism
,
but
on
this
occasion
it
seemed
to
flow
over
the
house
in
a
great
radiance
.
Michael
happened
to
be
watching
the
last
two
acts
from
the
corner
of
a
box
and
at
the
end
he
came
into
her
dressing
-
room
.
