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‘Yes. Was Michael all right?’
‘Not a cheep out of him. How was it?’
‘Interesting,’ said Ella, with deliberation.
‘Interesting?’
Ella went into the bedroom. Julia lay propped on pillows, smoking and reading. She examined Ella, thoughtfully.
Ella said: ‘He was a very nice man.’
‘That’s good.’
‘And I’m going to be extremely depressed in the morning. In fact I can feel it coming on already.’
‘Because he’s going back to the States?’
‘No.’
‘You look terrible. What’s the matter, wasn’t he any good in bed?’
‘Not much.’
‘Oh well,’ said Julia, tolerant. ‘Have a cigarette?’
‘No. I’m going to sleep before it hits me.’
‘It’s hit you already. Why do you go to bed with a man who doesn’t attract you?’
‘I didn’t say he didn’t attract me. The point is, there’s no use my going to bed with anyone but Paul.’
‘You’ll get over it.’
‘Yes, of course. But it takes a long time.’
‘You must persevere,’ said Julia.
‘I intend to,’ said Ella. She said good night and went up to her rooms.
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