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Theatre
The
door
opened
and
Michael
Gosselyn
looked
up
.
Julia
came
in
.
"
Hulloa
!
I
won
’
t
keep
you
a
minute
.
I
was
just
signing
some
letters
.
"
"
No
hurry
.
I
only
came
to
see
what
seats
had
been
sent
to
the
Dennorants
.
What
’
s
that
young
man
doing
here
?
"
With
the
experienced
actress
’
s
instinct
to
fit
the
gesture
to
the
word
,
by
a
movement
of
her
neat
head
she
indicated
the
room
through
which
she
had
just
passed
.
"
He
’
s
the
accountant
.
He
comes
from
Lawrence
and
Hamphreys
.
He
’
s
been
here
three
days
.
"
"
He
looks
very
young
.
"
"
He
’
s
an
articled
clerk
.
He
seems
to
know
his
job
.
He
can
’
t
get
over
the
way
our
accounts
are
kept
.
He
told
me
he
never
expected
a
theatre
to
be
run
on
such
businesslike
lines
.
He
says
the
way
some
of
those
firms
in
the
city
keep
their
accounts
is
enough
to
turn
your
hair
grey
.
"
Julia
smiled
at
the
complacency
on
her
husband
’
s
handsome
face
.
"
He
’
s
a
young
man
of
tact
.
"
"
He
finishes
today
.
I
thought
we
might
take
him
back
with
us
and
give
him
a
spot
of
lunch
.
He
’
s
quite
a
gentleman
.
"
