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"
I
told
her
to
get
out
.
I
’
ve
got
something
to
say
to
you
,
Julia
.
It
’
s
no
good
your
flying
in
a
temper
.
You
’
ve
just
got
to
listen
.
"
A
cold
shiver
ran
down
her
spine
.
"
Well
,
what
is
it
?
"
"
I
heard
something
was
up
and
I
thought
I
’
d
better
see
for
myself
.
At
first
I
thought
it
was
just
an
accident
.
That
’
s
why
I
didn
’
t
say
anything
till
I
was
quite
sure
.
What
’
s
wrong
with
you
,
Julia
?
"
"
With
me
?
"
"
Yes
.
Why
are
you
giving
such
a
lousy
performance
?
"
"
Me
?
"
That
was
the
last
thing
she
expected
to
hear
him
say
.
She
faced
him
with
blazing
eyes
.
"
You
damned
fool
,
I
’
ve
never
acted
better
in
my
life
.
"
"
Nonsense
.
You
’
re
acting
like
hell
.
"
Of
course
it
was
a
relief
that
he
was
talking
about
her
acting
,
but
what
he
was
saying
was
so
ridiculous
that
,
angry
as
she
was
,
she
had
to
laugh
.
"
You
blasted
idiot
,
you
don
’
t
know
what
you
’
re
talking
about
.
Why
,
what
I
don
’
t
know
about
acting
isn
’
t
worth
knowing
.
Everything
you
know
about
it
I
’
ve
taught
you
.
If
you
’
re
even
a
tolerable
actor
it
’
s
due
to
me
.
After
all
,
the
proof
of
the
pudding
’
s
in
the
eating
.
D
’
you
know
how
many
curtain
calls
I
got
tonight
?
The
play
’
s
never
gone
better
in
all
its
run
.
"
