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           "IthoughtIrecognizedyouthemomentIsawyou,that’swhyIturnedback,tomakesure,see,andIsaidtomeself,ifthat’snotJuliaLambertI’mRamsayMacdonald.Thenyoustoppedtolookinthatshopwindowandthatgivemethechanceto’aveagoodlookatyou.Whatmademe’esitatewasseeingyouintheEdgwareRoad.Itseemssofunny,ifyouknowwhatImean."

           Itwasmuchfunnierthanheimagined.Anyhowitdidn’tmatterifheknewwhoshewas.Sheoughttohaveguessedthatshecouldn’tgofarinLondonwithoutbeingrecognized.Hehadacockneyaccentandapastyface,butshegavehimajolly,friendlysmile.Hemustn’tthinkshewasputtingonairs.

           "Excusemetalkingtoyou,not’avingbeenintroducedandallthat,butIcouldn’tmisstheopportunity.Willyouobligemewithyourautograph?"

           Juliacaughtherbreath.Itcouldn’tbethatthiswaswhyhehadfollowedherfortenminutes.Hemusthavethoughtthatupasanexcuseforspeakingtoher.Well,shewouldplayup.

           "Ishallbedelighted.ButIcan’tverywellgiveityouinthestreet.Peoplewouldstareso."

           "That’sright.Lookhere,Iwasjustgoingalongto’avemytea.There’saLyonsatthenextcorner.Whydon’tyoucomeinand’aveacuptoo?"

           Shewasgettingon.Whenthey’dhadteahe’dprobablysuggestgoingtothepictures.

           "Allright,"shesaid.

           Theywalkedalongtilltheycametotheshopandtooktheirplacesatasmalltable.

           "Twoteas,please,miss,"heordered."Anythingtoeat?"AndwhenJuliadeclined:"Scone*andbutterforone,miss."