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MAURICE ROWDON


When her plane touched down at Los Angeles airport and she
was walking across the tarmac in the sudden sweltering air she
noticed how pale some of the other London passengers were and
felt thankful for her tan. Her five-day holiday on Crete had
paid off. It helped the Cleopatra look.
She looked round for her agent and saw no one. Then when
she was through the passport wicket wheeling a trolley full of
suitcases a pale, bald-headed man in a blue seersucker suit hurried
up behind her and said, "Hi Angela, nice trip? You are Angela
Bourne? ?"
He took the trolley over and began steering her through the
car park. The stationary cars sent out a massive afternoon heat
that took the breath away. He looked rushed off his feet and his
quick grey eyes always seemed to be searching the distance for some
job that had to be done. She saw with disappointment that he was
approaching a Volkswagen and not even a vintage one. She'd been
dreaming of a black chauffeur-driven Buick at the least---and an
agent at least six foot tall who looked, apart from actually being,
the boss. Not some harrassed assistant from the TV department as
this creature clearly was.
But as they drove away she told herself not to be childish.
After all she wasn't being asked to play the lead. In fact she
wasn't being asked to play anything yet. Just to interview for
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a. part. In the old days it-was-glamorous and-you-went-to Hollywood
for a screen -test but now your agent circulated/clips of your TV
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the ash tray was so full of butts, most of them coated with lipstick,
they'd spilled all over the gearshift. She could see it all---the
quick lays among the scripts.
She felt unaccountably nervous. Not because of the interview.
She didn't really care if she got the part or not. 'I'm a stage
actress', she always said. TVwork was sideline but neeessary one
because-it-breught-inthe money and above all it createda popular image
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liked her for beer clear outlines---her crisp way of Rictiing and her
lithe figure
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She didfind it difficult to find the kind of exceptional fand-usually
much older) man she knew was theonly type to interest her. As for
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the agent' 'sglances, they were no more than what she expected and got
every day.
was telling her his name---'Everard Hope'.
"You can take it easy till tomorrow Angela, so listen why don 't
we have dinner together tonight, I'll pick you up around eight?" -
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Suddenly_shewasn't listening Her fingers were trembling
violently and she couldn't take her eyes off a man not three feet from
her in an open Bentley. They were waiting for the lights to change
at Slausen Avenue. She stared into his dark eyes and it seemed he
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already, shey knew how that smooth, vitrene skin felt, and these
sensationg registered deep in_her middle, the very place where she'd
been feeling feathers of vague unease for the past two hours.
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Jn gazed Sf at each other. His black hair was slightly ruffled in the
wind, thick round his ears. He wore a white suit with casual
elegance, its sleeves turned up to reveal an expensive blue shirt
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underneath, and a gold,chain. Theseeyesp too keen and-etendy-to-
be really bearable, . eught tohave-made her blink with-entarmmeement yol Iti
and-turn-away-but they caused her no distres at all and during those
eternal seconds she realised why---they were in some disturbing way
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her own eyes, in-the-senée-of belonging to her, they'd figured in
her life before, she distinctly remembered them though she knew well
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enough she'd never seen such beautt ina man before! ye those eyes
had figured inevery moment-of her life-without-her-knowingit.
And fer as S it fe now seemed her-ne-mere than-e-waitingy
wasn't a type. she'dever admired. He-didn't-look
all that-exeeptional, exeept
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He-w-asn't-blond-er-tall. But he was the only-man-whohad ever
interested-her---without her knowing it And-she-would-never-be
able tointerest-herself in-another-man-unless he was identical--
unless-he-westhis-man! She was in such a whirl of feelings tthat
she couldn't grasp fer-amoment where she was, in what city, on wha t
continent, or why she'd come. Herwhole life was suddenly untalanced,
sent tearing off on a tangent. It was something she could never
have guessed---trat such a face couldexist, or thatthere was one
face in the world that was hers alone to own. She judged him to
be about thirty-five.
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be a year older a she She'd seen dark and beautiful-men-before
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most absurdfrgreteeque feeling she 'd ever had. But it wouldn 't
go away.
The lights had changed. There was a loud blast of reminding
horns behind them as her agent sped forward and the cream Bentley
romdined-behind. He was soon lost from sight. She turned round
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that-she-weuld-never-seehimaagainain-andan excitment-seeestatic that
itwas almost beyond bearing. There was a sense of voluptuous ease
all through-her-body, as if she was already with hin--yet-she-wae-
trembling too.
Her-first thought as they drew up Loutside the hotel was that
she'd never be inastate to prepare herself for dinner,let alone
face an interview the day after. Butthe next thought was a calm
one. It toldher that she was going to see the faee again. All
ofa sudden she knew it.
A porter lifted her bags out of the front boot, and Everard Hope
was offering her his hand without getting out.
"He '11 show you to your room," " he said, "I'll have to rush, see
you at eight."
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red carpet in front of the pink stuccoed entrance of the Beverley
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three feet wide? She saw her bags disappearing beyond the glass
doors. Anahhen Aev nd he ere in herreom she looked round
and saw-itwas a two-room suite, and there were roses everywhere.
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didn't fly you to Hollywood and book you two-room suites unless they
foresaw a good return on their money. She was here to work. As
for Everard Hape's side-glances at her in the car, she knew now that
he'd been appraising her professionally.
Also, far from being an assistant from the TV department, Everand
was boss of the whole agency, one of the most important in Hollywood.
Its title, the Vera Hopp Syndicate, had beeh formed_out-of-his name
and people called it VHS for short,jur Ike Ie vidco avelta,
The series she 'd been invited to interview for was a new bumper
production of Guy de Maupassant's Bel Ami in six episodes. As the
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series was being shot almost-orkisolyin California, with a few location
shots in Paris done by a number two crew and without actors, the
producers wanted as many people on the set as possible who 'felt'
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Her Spotlight photo said 'Fluent French' underneath and it was even
true. Her mother was French-born and had proudly kept her within
earshot of good French throughout childhood.
"I'm not clear who they want you to play but it certainly isn't
Madeleine, " Everard told her/ "I'm hoping for Clotilde, it's not
the star role but it takes up a lot of footage.
He buried himself in the script.
"They want you to look at that speech where you start screaming
at Georges Duroy that he's a shit for having divorced Madeleine in
order to marry his millionaire boss's-daughter se-as-to-come intoa
fortuner By the way, I headded, "have you read the book?"
"Yes," Angela said. "I read it in the original French."
Giving her a flat glance that accused her of pretensions he
went 191, "Listen I hope it's Clotilde, I'm not saying it will be.
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You're not perfect castingifor that role. I see her as plump and
even a little bit dumpy, and you're certainly not that." K
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dancing en her chair
"This film is one small part of a big package," he said. eL 5
"Now fhe producers are going to spend millions on recreating th9 Paris
of the 1880s in-an-authentic way and to justify that they want to make
a whole load of films that take place around that period. Apart from
Bel Ami they want two bel epoque pictures, a series on Diaghilev and
the Russian Ballet's first appearance in Paris, and I think a series
on Dreyfuss. Now you can land principal roles in all of these
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two years' guaranteed work aheadofyou with rising fees and steady
international publicity."
Angela leaned forward, -ehincupped in hands, gazing-at-hin-wath
wide, fascinated_eyes-
lidn't feela thing. And words just
wouldn't come. She knew that the Clotilde speech she 'd been given
for tomorrow was going to be tough, withall that shouting, and back
in London she would have nagged her agent until it was changed. But
all she could do was sit there trying to look like an actress about
toget the biggest-break of-her-life.
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terrace for a last drink and allat once she thought-she-would-faint.
In a corner, deep in armchairs, four men sat together over drinks. Ad howo
"You OK?" Everard asked hern an She swayel slfey. no 2 te.
Theypassed the sitting-men Thay.xere-distanty say,six-yerds,
enough to-soo-thon-cleariys But-her-vision-was-blurred, She dared
not look closer. Her mouth was dry, and her heart seemed to leap into
her throat.
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She was aware of heragent calling out as-they-passed the menk
"See you later!"
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The next day was busy. She met-her-agent again foreoffee
and he introduced herl to the casting director, a woman of about forty
called Jill Rapinsky who had enormous dark glasses and a pony tail.
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She was a bit frigid in manner but Angela felt-she-liked her, Jilt
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I sort of know it in my blood. My mother's French."
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"Oh that's great!" Jill, paused,then-said, leaning forward a
bitas if embarrassed, "This is going to sound screwy but you've read
the book haven't you?"
"And do you think you really fit Cloftilde? OK," she said with
a sudden laugh whieh-at-once-tanished he impression or frigidity
"you don't have to answer, especially with your agent here! But I'd Ikee
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want to tell-you-comethingr I saw your TV clips efeourse, a now
I've seen yoyy and I don't know. why thehell I thought of you for
Clotilde. ButI-lnew-you'r
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Clotilde as---OK, fantastically pretty and sexy but not the dazzling
Arabian nights type like you!"
Everard Hope was looking bored---he was there to clinch deals. and
could de without the-analysis.
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Angela pressed her: "Do you mean you cast-mo-aminst the part?
"No Iwasn't doing that either. I mean I didn't think a tall
skinny blonde could have handled Clotilde. I wanted you. And I don't
be V
know why. I always know why usually." She laid her hand on Everard's
arm: "She '1l get the parthoney, you don't have to worry." And she
turned to Angela again: "I know it sounds crazy but the minute I saw
your clips I put your name down and told my secretary to contact your
agent. I didn't even think about it. In fact I hardly looked at
the clips. You didn't feel like Clotilde, you didn't behave like her
or look like her---so I must have been under a spell!"
"Yeah," Everard said, rising, "I do that to all the casting
directors, how else would I stay in business?"
Jill picked her up from the hotel later in the afternoon and
drove her to the studios in the Hollywood hills. Jamie, the lead,
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part. 2hs bodl lal h ( SHer Gatl - Iue latee he didi
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They satin the canteen-together and didh - t' say much. Normally
Angela would have sassed the whole scene out in a few minutes---what
the diréctor was like, who was playing Madeleine andwas she any good,
were they allowing plenty of rehearsal time,was it being shot in
video ana in sequence. . But she didn't. Again she couldn't muster
the interest. She sat thinking about what Jill Rapinsky had told her.
It seemed that the moment her plane had touched down a peculiar
atmosphete had started and she hardly knew who she was. She'd
forgottan to phone her mother and Louis her boyfriend (he was playing
at thedgginburgh-Festival).
She let Jill pilot her around, meeting the rest of the cast.
foru
There 'd been al readthrough the day before, with another girl substituting
for
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Clotilder
"Who really looked the part," Jill whispered to her with a conspir-
atorial smile.
This smile made Angela feel
f alse pretences,er
V the-merest-flaker And-people were betng good about it and making
seem a normal proressfommi-event. She couldn't fathom it out.
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The director of the series, Arthur Pennance, returned to LA just
before dinner and drove her up to an ugly house on La Mirada where an Hor 3 k an
early evening party, was going on She sat with him-in one of the
upstairs rooms and between phonecalls and people tapping on the door Mex
with messages she got through her part without a hitch.
Maex sat there rubbing his eyes and making thembloodshot. He had
a smooth bronzed face, and nice lips, but ha: rrassment geemed-to-have
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taken its-toll,and there were premature lines everywhere.
When she 'd finished he looked at her with surprise: "Did you
learn the lines already?"
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read it theough-onee- - a
"Wow!" he said. "I think we're in business. Have you met
Jamie?"
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that kind of thing between actors. What say he takes you to dinner
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"I'll tie his hands behind his back, so there won' 't be any
menkey-business."
He dialled Jamie Somerson's agent and it was fixed for the
following evening at Chasen's.
"What say we go downstairs and pick at the buffet?"
There was no music, just murmured talk. Some guests were drinking
coffee.
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men who'd been sitting in the-cerner-ef the Polo Lounge withaim the
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evening before.) She caught her breath, almost stumbled, then hurried
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on, keeping close to Arthur-Pennenee: He piled a plate high with
ham and salad for her, then Me wandered off. She sat at-the-window
gazing out at the gravel driveway and suddenly she noticed that the
cream Bentley was there. And was ither imagination those eyes
werelooking athera again, from-semewheret She forced herselfte
turnround 01 ut therewes no one.
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didnit trouble her. She knew it was his ear
She felt she'd
recognise anything of his.
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She left the food untouched. Then Pennance came downstairs and
said, "Sorry about that. Let's get you back toyor hotel."
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She exeused-herself-tge to the loo and looked all over the
house but he was nowhere. The three men were still sitting in the
kitchen, one of them hugging a briefcase like a baby, swaying to
and fro. They took no notice of other guests, lost in a: thick
atmosphere of smoke and
worry. he Max dun hhd kihe holal, &e 2
That evening she had a meal brought up toher on a tray and sat among
dusk.
her roses gazing oufet the sropical brees-as-dusduskcame down. Before
Awlled
it was quite dark she went downstairs tothel Polo-Lounge and walked lryr Il
through-it to the efrace as she done the evening before with Everard
Law
te the fiv we A
louge but/no one was
merrA Thére was a thick heat mist over
the city and the swimming pool was empty. Onlyatthe bar were there
afew people. A strange air of desertion lay over everything.
Just as she got back to her room the phone rang and she rushed
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across to it. It was Everard.
"You got the part," he said.
Hen t I
Nothing happened at the other end for some time, then he asked,
almost appealingly, in a tired, flat voice, "Are/youa-litile bit
happy?Ayele! lhe
"Oh yes, yes, Everard! I think I'm just tired that's all--
over-
sea ytou mustrt-takeake-any-notice-of that?"
"OK, kehearsals start next Monday but you'll have readthroughs
before thathe You're havingtinmner with Jamie Somerson tomorrow?"
"That's right." Meray 07 t L Ca) 6 "Lmi yu!
"Defore-he-mang-of E
What's the atrector's name?
Nobody told me."
"I told you sixteen-times."
He rang off with a careless geod-night.
"Oh God,"she said to herself out loud, "I hope-to-Christ you
don'tblow this one Angela."
She lay on the bed, her face in the pillows, senede to cry_but
unable
lecoute (hnesl (lu ea
$he must have fallen asleepf The phone-bleep/sounded deafening,
tlose-to-her-oary ana/at first she thought it was her huge psychodelic
alarm clock in London.
It stopped ringing just as her hand got to the receiver. She
t S
slumped back and let herself sleep 1 her clothes ant the
djal ul Hca drenj, l - INere
morning. A There we pre-ne-appeintments apart from the dinner dateso
she had a long breakfast in bed fingering through the Bel Ami script
and framing all her speeches in red pencil ae-she-always did later
she-wouldadd-brief notes ns
ttl clouds
hung the margins
like-belloons on strings, he strings leading
ext. Shekept
all her scripts 1 fter a predueti
ed as ey
They
a: reful work she put in.
ho le
At about ten one of the hall-boys came up with a letter. It
nadt been de
red by-handand was addressed simply to Ms Angela
Bourne. It said, 'I phoned you last night but yau weren't in. I'll
call again just before lunch and we might have a drink. Dominic
Latouche.'
She dressed carefully, choosing another skin-tight dress but this
mre We
time in dashing primary colours that echoed her turquoise ear-rings.
She had a special feeling for turquoise, perhaps because they reminded
her of the Nile and Cleopatra stepping from her barge. inthe-brilliant
Fgyptian-light.


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She put hardly any makeup on. Just a dab of red on her cheeks,
der
rubbed in to give the tan a healthy aub-oebacenus-glow. Aneo
perfume. She ran her fingers through her hair after brushing it,
to give ta careless effect. Like Cleopatza's it was 'black as a
night without stars.' She was excited, kept knocking things over on
the dressing table. She-knew the-n que was Tromhin---Dat nervous
rhi no (a fw
thought came to her: suppose it was Asome I
actor Jill Rapinsky wanted her
to meet? She-lanew-she'd
a 63 rs and-rm awayifit-wast
There was an odd cooless about her too. She noticed there'd-been-
Ble dis rahe a
none, ofthe usual feverish last-minute search for the right outfit-
no piles of dresses on the bed oroddskirtsor shoes all over the floor.
totrip
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At half-past twelve she sat down by the window and waited, glaneing
1Ca
t the Uke
ne nirror now and-then,-quite as if somebodyelse had
dressed-her according to their tastee-rather-than-hers.
When
twenty minutes past one she was beginnthg-to
conclude that Ite
ble
was some crummy actor after -
cie phone rang.
- It was the ha 11 porter. "Mr Latouche is down here for you."
He wasn't in the entrance lobby. She walked through to the bar
Sut
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but he wasn't there either. Then she went to the Polo
Lounge.
was sitting in the same corner as before with A young couple and 3 c GHh
Blzp
Everard Hope. She-suddenty wanted to run away. Herlegs threatened
tocollapse under-her.
Everard had segnand jumped up, bo-eseert-her Ha
ew yards,
seeming-tounderstand her distress.
Mexc
"You made a hit with Anther-Penmance," = he whispered. "He's thinking
of you as the young Karsavina, can you do classical ballet?"
V hen they'd reached theethers and she couldn't-reply.
le He got up. his-gaze precisely as before, almost territ
dar
staring deep into ner So nat tittle avalanches of desire
gushed through her and she felt too weak to stand. His hand was cool,
even cold at the fingertips. He held herh for a few moments without 17
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her
eyes elesetohersas-he
bowed slightly.
Everard was a bout to introduce them.
"That's OK," Latouche said as they all sat down aga in, "we 've met.
We've known each other a long time."
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disbelieving look. She was just about to laugh too and deny any
connection when Latouche added with cold finality, "We've known each
other many years." A
The couple were in publishing and is-fact-net-together. The
talk was allabout paperback deals arising from the Diaghilev and
Nue uanr Kle
Dreyfuss serinnghtstony-todel dressedupas short and easy-to-read hiaul
novels geared to the TV H tiicity. Apparently the whole-Peris-packige
dea had E started D I
of ee anyway.
She-wondered-how-iatouche dmaneouvred himself into a business
conference just to meet he?. But suppeseherreally-was mixed
film? Suo mleldu beliwe Hain. Audoleg e
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While listening to the others he continued to gaze across at her.
Net-for-asecond didhis eyes waver She thoughtHis hands were
trembling. It happened when he raised a cigarette to his mouth.
She was amazedshe didn't flinch from his gaze. It was relentless,
ptercing to the pointof impaling her. Yet She felt flegant, relaxed,
protected.
dufniihy
They_had martinis all round. When the party wasabout to break up
Latouche-leaned towards her and said, "Can you make dinner tonight?
I'd like to take you to Ma Maison."
She nodded and didn't see the queer look her agent gave her.
"I'll be here around nine-thirty, I'm afraid it'll have to be that
late as I shall be down in San Diego this afternoon."
Everard took her to the terrace for another drink when the others
had gone. 7
"What the hell was he on about? Do you two really know each other?"
"Of course we don't!" she said with an attempt to laugh. Instantly
she-felta sense-ofbetrayal so-deep
as ce
thre
face. And-withitwesa tremor of fear that-in-some way she'd
disoteyetastrict command, though not exactly Latouche s.
It gave her a chance to ask some questions.
"Is Mr Latouche an actor?"
"Well," Everard said with his pale, sparing smile, "not all the
time, but quite a bit of the time."
She looked puzzled and he went on, "As a matter of fact Dominic's
a money man. He made So much money he retired at the age of thirty-
six---last year."
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the shoulder power behind the film you're in."
"He's in the film business?"
"Not exactly but he' 's moving in fast, it gives him something to
And that was that.
Back in her room, gazing at the ceiling, she realised she didn't
care how Latouche
seen by others or even how he was in himself. h
tootrd Caas tiis
All she was awareef was that steady gaze engulfing every cell in her
body, and that nose she wanted to touch and caress, and the cheeks
that formed such a sensitive line, and the hands that sent out a
terrible electricity. She thought she was in love.
luce Jho wL douta calue
A She ate sausages and sauerkraut squeezed up at a marble bar
ail
in a downtewn deli with people yelling orders behind her.
Ku Eal
When she got back there was a second note. It said, 'Pennance
tells me you're dining with Jamie Somerson tonight, you'd better cancel
that. Dominic."
Theimperiotsness didn't offend her a bit! She smiled. And
she Eoume.herelf-gmboed the phone and calling heragenc Everard - Ie
Max
wasn't in but a secretary gave her,Pennace's number, or rather six
possibilities where he might be. She had no luck. So she called
the agency again and asked for Jill Rapinsky's number. Finally she
KJill
got through,and said breathlessly, "I'm supposed to have dinner with
Jamie Somerson tonight but I can't make it and I don't know his number."
"I'll talk to him," Jill said simply.
"You mean you'll be seeing him anyway?"
"I said I'll talk to him," Jill said and put the phone down' without
another word.
angld.
t Mesette
In the late afternoon she took a hot and cold shower and lay dowa
in her dressing gown thinking out what to wear. She chose black,
was
this time a divine two-piece, to hip-clinging jacket/cut very low,
almost to the navel, Itwas quite a shocker. She wore nothing
noa
Rud
round her neck, bra. She rejected earrings toe. e / 8he put a little
lipstick on. When-she was peady-an sa
front the-dressing-tahts
mirror sne reit A quiet
umph.
It was just after eight. She had ever an hour to kill.
A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Expecting


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igence and' Vouriosity behind. It couldn't have been better for the
part of Madeleine.
Angela-kept fidel
he e hem of her skirt and tapping her foot.
If yourTelations-with the director aren'
I IE bottom S a allen
sutof our werk, Sie a thinking
The other actor present was a pale bearded man who fitted the
part of Madeleine's consumptive husband so well that you knew who he
was without asking. He was a bit offhand with her, concentrating on
the work.
The others started acting a bit, instead of just mumbling through
the text. in the tradition of first readthroughs, so she followed suit.
Mabhcl
She played one of her scenes coquettishly and Aphax Pennace put #his
script down on his knees witha-slap,
Suidy
"We'd better establish right away that Clotilde isn't a slut,
Irat
he said. "She's a member of the Parisian upper middle class no less
than Madeleine, and perhaps more so."
He didn't look at Angela while speaking, andy-sincurher-tvot was
rising, she-didn't look athim either. Instead she slapped her script
down on her knees precisely as he had done, andshe-went-en-doing
The_other-atersfroze a bit.
At one o'clock Pennanee looked at his watch and said, "OK, that's
ur iné
Let's meet tomorrow at the same time."
Then he was gone.
She went straight up to Jamie.
"Listen I'm really sorry about last night," she said. "It was
"Oh come on, kid, you don't have to apologise," he said with a
laugh. Then/pe put his arm round her shoulderd and walked her towards
the canteen.
was
ayway Direetere-have-always
got, some crap idea.'
YunTwasalto missed a free meal at Chasen's. The
company wezé going to pay." 7
The bearded man joined them for coffee and proved to be really
nice. He talked quietly, biting the hairs on his lower lip or sucking
his pipe. Inafew-momente-he'd -sassed out her mule-beekground.
He told her, "You don't have to worry a bout Patterson. On one film
he told me to fuck off the set and twenty minutes later he was saying
where the hell's Nick, why isn't he here?"
She hurried back to the hotel after getting the exact time of
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a hall-boy with a message from Everard or perhaps Jamie Somerson she
called out casually, "Who is it?"
The door opened and he was there. Taller than she' 'd thought, a eere
slin/mflioo-remeno-remeniably-fim,-maousar.
"I didn't go to San Diego." He looked round without closing the
door. "Nice room you have here. Plenty of roses."
"Please come in. I'm ready."
He sat en-the-settee, still-without-elesing thedoor,asif to
put-her-her-at-her-ease- ne - ape scenes to be expectedr
He was wearing a smart narrow-sleeved dark blue suit with a white
dour
ccn
hloxe
shirt open/to solowschehest, like an echo of her deep-cut jacket.
Trol
He gazed at her jaoket with a smile.
ttl
"That's pretty cool," he said, hlanj Hojiche.
His shirt collar was high and broad-winged, folded outside his
jacket and making the darkness of his neck a. lmost black in the shadows
ofthe-room.
"Funny how we met," he went on.
Still his gaze dwelled on her. Hissi
Hid-nething-to
make itless fixed---unberratly sure ofitselfr
"I guessed you were an actress because you were with Everard.
thw Aemn
I called his office the sameday and asked one of the girls who the
new arrival was. They're giving you Clotilde?"
"Oh you can do better than that. Much better."
Andhesadno-more *
It was her first visit to Ma Maison) but
e ence turn round
teseewhat-werld-fameus stars had-come in.
# the slightest sound
ofhis-voice, husky but clear, she was all attention. His eyes,
the movements-of-his lips and hands, his raresubdued-chuckle, they
pulledher blindly and dumbly into a warm luscious vortex of utter
satisfaction which excluded everything-else.
They dined in the patio. 4 a/Champagne hicen
was already on ice by-the
table-when they arrived. You could tell the waiters knew him by the way
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to her. ut-here-too-his eyes were-in-eommandy giving sitent-onders
He watehed whatever was put in front of her, the glass she cank rom.
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He noticed the napkin thathad fillento the floor and withanod had
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It was everything she disliked when dining out, toe-fueey-and
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formal,almost burlesque, and it certainly didn't go with the raucous
noise coming from the other tables and the laughter all round 0 kapliig 7
the bottles begen-to-pop. Also she didn't like a man to be too well
dressed. Latouche was so carefessly elegant he stood out a mile.A
Phe-women-turned # Fn likesunftowers tothesu They-couldn-t
help ite On every part ofhis persontherewas-somethingtolook-at.
The gola wristband was just visible below his gleaming shirt-cuffs.
There was the glitter of his wristwatch. His jacket-cuffs were turned
back one button, his hair was thick, carefully ruffled, his tan so
natural and unforced tat you couldn 't believe he wasn't born that way.
It was all too much@)koo-moneyed: But still approval gushed
n a e put, ho
of her silentty. She wanted to laugh, r hug him. Useless for her
lislike the vulgar wristband.
was
over-ehunky gold
object as itwould have been by itself
breathed, radiated 11m
And so
was with everything he wore- --or said or did
stablished an imost
tening tut U ority
6 I
FE wazmed-her-and they touched glasses several times.
told Everard we'd never met," he said. "Just after I'd told him
we had
"Bût we haven't met!"
wher € ou're D ristaken. His gaze was very-serions. Lan
Lou must Af tellpeople tet we' 've never met before because t
He paused. "Do you know what I mean?" NhOE.
She shook her head, lmost crying because she-wae-suddenly-so
happy. bo he gaue ha a ole tacy put a had.
After dinner they went to his apartment two blocks down from Aome Bevety
thotel. Music was alreedy coming from the hi-fi, lights were already
set low in every room. The. seft music followed them everywhere.
At a guess, Haydn. The floor was expensively marbled througheut,
horr thee
and rugs and carpets had been flung everywhere to prevent a chill
effect. The-eeilings ke the furnitue werelow. She-disliked. it weu un
n uh
hele
al but it gave her a feelingof extreordinary-safetf and well-being wen,
The-beeks in he helves were neat erfectly groomed as he was.
ne- it chen there was an open tin/of peaches and a Jug
coid
fe e
the only mreheersed - effect
The square armehairs looked awful but were soft and comfortable.
The wall-length window in the lounge gave out on to other apartment
blogks butmade everything outside seem remote . In fact that wast the
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The canned-elassical music, the absurdly-extravagant portuguese
marble floor with its, subtle veins of red, the sunken bath, itmade sle
Wul
her sand/to laugh but at_thesame time e feit at
never-before-
in herlife i
lilehoue km.
helmgetatt,
called et
ounge nd they drank,a brandy, L Half lying
in armchairs they got on to
and she started telling him
why she preferred the stage.
Anide
He cut her short. "You needn 't explain anything about yourself.
I know it already. That preference for the stage was gtready clear
in childhood---the way you used to dress up, remember?"
She stared at him.
"Have you seen my French books?" he asked her, jumping upa as-if
held-suddenly remembered the French atmosphere of-her-childheed.
The bookshelves were close to the window, taking up one wall.
There were several hundred paperbound French editions, including the
works of de Maupassant,7 She could feel him close to her, their sleeves
ho u 2
touching.
"Do you read a lot of French?" she asked him.
Lou
"I don't read any French," he said.
un it
"Then what onearth are you doing with all these books?"
Hy Pureuls
He shrugged. "Nostalgia. Well, my motherand father spoke
French so I rejected it, you know how kids are."
"Were they French?"
He turned and looked at her fully. "Then you know they're both
"No, I didn't know."
"Yes, you did," he insisted. "You did know."
Hetook down roneofthedeMaupassant-voltmes,
as Woman's
Life.
calel
LIt
"You çan play the heroine. Jeanne," he said. "You'd be in every
frame,"
She laughed.
on't want to be inevery framet That
ion'
test
geed A
Why- -are they doing A Woman's Life asnl?
as-another-oftheseries?"
"It's not a bad idea is It?"
Ahad
"You mean you
"Why do you 38k me that?" he said softly. "Yowalready know who
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smiled at heropenly for the first time, so thathis eyes became
warm and yielding. Inthat-moment she trusted him more than she 'd
evertrasted a-human-being.
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Only back at thehotel did she realise whart-uneanny coincidences
had-begun-to-pervade-her life. Hermother was French, both his
fie
parents had been French. The series she was-to_play,was Frencha
the-paekage-projoctoof which her film was a small part wasFrench,
Itwaslike plot, a pLan, an ambush.
le saw-her to the door of her room and kissed her not on her
lips or cheek but-her hand. That toowas peculiarly French in its
charm, without him perhaps knowing it.
He said nothing-about their next meeting. She watched him
walking downthe corridor to the lift and suddenly wondered ifhe wa.s
a lonely man.
HHeweyu.
She was woken early by a call from Everard. It was hardly
eight o'clock.
"Get your arse over to CBS Television City by ten for a readthrough
Angela."
The schedule had been speeded up. He spoke roughly.
"You'll have to find youself a taxi." Then he rang off abruptly.
Humbled by the call she drank her coffee on the terrace and again
fingered through her part, saying the words over to herself. Itwas
mechaniealexereise. She just couldn't get_meaning out_of the text
and-her-eyes-kept-wendering. It was a superb day. The trees were
swollen with warm yellow light like floating things and blinding rays
darted up from the swimming pool. The-oweltering.ain of the previous
days,heavy with poilution,had given way_to-agentle breeze from the
seaboard. She walked down Sunset Boulevard and then down Fairfax.
She was ten minutes late because she couldn't find the right
studio but luckily everybody was still standing round. Finally they
all went to a small sound studio and sa t round a table with a microphone
in the middle. Afrux Pennace didn't even say hullo.te-her.
Jamie Somerson said his usual "Hi!"
Sonya Steele whowas ayi Madeleine couldn'thave been nicer.
She 'd once) playedenith, RSC in London and kept asking
questions.
Angela
She had a rather flatly pretty face, smooth and nen-cpmmital, but the
d doe
moment she smiled her eyes flashed inta play,and-yot ou K see intell-
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tomorrow's call but no note was waiting for her. That-evening, all
alone,she-could reall Ly have done-with meal
Chasen's
Instead
she had a tray in her room.
She became restless tos00
Her
doubts. She triedfo work/on the script but
Usually she_barrieaded herseif
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hook until-she'ebroken the back ofa part
But nowshe just sat
quivering ever her script, ratherf frightened. Her agent hadn't called
all day. lu mie h.
Allofa-sudden shewoke upte th fact that no contract_bad so
far been mentioned. Yet she 'd been given the part. An unsigned
contract did exist. It had-been shown her in London, conditional on
a successfulinterview. But Everard hadn't said-a-word about this.
Tomerrow's cat as ror Tine 'clock and-would goonfor the
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whole day. She decided toge to bed early but couldn't sleep.
Coffeeoftenhad an obverse effect C on ex aking er drowsy,so
she ordered a cup
made her more tense. She tossed and turned,
then at two o'clock she fell into a light troubled doze.
At three or so there was a knock on-the-deerr She.wokeat-ence,
staring at the_seiling. Whois ito" Ile L tr donitud
lrins
the doorofthe outer room opened and heard Latouche say, "It's
hue
Alte
me." LHe tiptoed through the outer -room and into her bedroom. She
could see him dimly, in-the-seme-suit-asthe-evening before. 8he
was-dumb-with-astonishment. There wasn't a sound from the rest of
the hotel. It was hot. The sea breeze had dropped.
He sat on the edge of the bed.
dask
"You OK?" he whispered. Are Nouseerie Jite sun crth Duue
She-smiled
the darkh He took-her-shout a rS a then
leaned down tekiss her,
shuddered with -exostement.ashat face
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drew close to hers
dark
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they coust-benr---the relief, the-distelieving gratitude as 1f they'a
been-stervede Feach-otherali-these years-and-only now-knew what
deprivation-they been-through. They cried, whispered things that
weren't words, made delighted crooning noises, became lost/in each other's
touch and kisses. She was open to him as she'd neverbeen for any man,
and as she'd never hitherto conçeilved it possibleto be. There were
sensations between them which the ik bodies had never guessed at. She
was different, she had another body. She 'd never made love before.
She 'd never really and truly yielded, her body was now an animal apart
from her, it abandoned itself in such a way that she was like a spectator
of it, she was dragged dumbly along, her eyes closed, almost crying for
it to stop, her smile meaning both ecstasy and pain. And whatever part
of her he touched or kissed she felt his eyes like a. dark electrifying
beam burning déep into her, awakening her nerves, her bowels. At the
end, in the climax, they made shocked, awful cries---a sound that neither
of them had-made before or ever heard. Theylay still,-exh-usted,
If asleep
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again.
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got to be-upateight?"
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another fresh, brilliant day. In her half sleep she felt the sea
mill
breeze tobe his work, he was blowing it gently towards her.
When the alarm went she felt alert, dazed with happiness, ja smile
on her lips from three hours before.
She left for the studios in good time. She almost danced down
the Boulevard. Then she remembered that the call was for Universal
studios, not the CBS, and this meant getting to the other side of
the Hollywood Freeway. She found a taxi just in time and rushed
into the entrance lobby at a minute to nine. But She still had to
Max
find the stage they were to meet on. Arthur Pennance was already
tapping his foot/ Once again he didn't greet her.
She murmured "Sorry I'm late" and lowered her head to her script.
"Actually there's no great hurry," Pennace said to no one in
particular. "Shooting might be postponed. Yesterday the schedule
was being hurried up, aad-today there's talk of postponement."
Sonya lookedaeress-at-her. There-wasa peculiaratmosphere this
merning,asifshe'd-inourred-all their blame.
The readthrough went OK until they got to the scene where Clotilde
urged Georges Duroy to take her to 'low' spots in Montmartre where the
whores gathered,She dresses in-what she thinks are simple working
clothes but-koepe-her-fabulous jewellery on. The rough company round
her atthe-Folies-Bergères frightens and excites her and she clings to
Georges-for-protection, It was a scene where Angela_couldlay the
outlines ofClotilde's character for the-subsequent sequences. Rea lly
thel scene was her shopwindow.
When they were half way through it Pennance interrupte e€
"Listen, I think I'm going to cut that scene, it doesn't add anything
to the story."
She looked up.
"So let's get on to where Georges snubs the whore at the Folies
Bergères," he added.
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"You're going to cut the whole scene?" she added quietly.
"Well didn't you hear?"
"What, just like that? It's my most important scene "
"But it's not the most important for tha-file-and-we're-notalll
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"Is this because I was late?"
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flushed and a fierce glitter in her eyes S . She flung her script at him?
It caught his cup of coffee and sent it splashing over his shirt and
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trousers.
Then-she-shouted, "I haven't even got a contract yet!" and do io ad
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Blowing-hor-noceShe heard their voices next door. Pennance was
saying with an uneasy laugh, "She dines with Mr Hustler and doesn't
have a contract?"
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She left the building thinking about that) 'Mr Hustler'.
She walked to Fairfax Boulevard, meaning to return to the hotel,
but suddenly she felt in a holiday mood and strolled down to Little
Tokyo. On First Street she took an early lunch of fish tempura and
three cups of hot saki, realising how ravenous she was. The heat was
gathering and she enjoyed weaving her way through the crowds on Olvera
Street,a among the Mexican candles and handicraft.
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away. When she got back te-the-hotel he was waiting at the
Loggia for her,/dressed in a casual beach-shirt-and-sipping a long
fruit fizz.
"Iwalked out," she said. "He cut a whole scene of mine so I
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She nodded and he waved to the waiter.
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They-laughed, He pulled her fizz towards him and drank from
both straws. They laughed again and he pulled her on to his knee.
They couldn't stop laughing.
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That evening, after a snack at Schwa bs on Sunset Strip, he took
her to some night spots. First they tried the Roxy Theater but she
wanted nostalgia music so they went on to F. Scott's where Roy Fox
the hil
favourites were being-playedy They sat at a corner table with a
candle between them. He was dressed in white_and looked less neat
than before, his jacket collar turned up carelessly, his hair still
tussled from their Houpstoe/lovemaking. He'd insisted on her wearing
the low-cut jacket again.
Smilingathimin-the-eandlelig
id, "fou-keep-asking) me
if I know who you are, so who are you?"
directly,
He didn't smile backas she expected. Nor did heanswer her question / K
"I've been looking foryou for two years," he saidunder his
breath. "Iou didn't know that did you?"
"LAooked for you everywheré. N thought I might have to travel
all over the worldto find you but I guese that was silly, the meeting
had already been arranged."
"But who arranged it Dominic?"
He leaned_back, staring across the club. "Tou know, I think
that's what made me pile up 0 much bread. I was into every deal
going. I didn't care if/t was clean or dirty so long as it made
money. rhustled, I was into everything, real estate, currency
speculation, pocket computers. I thought I've got to be right at the
top when she comes."
"How did you know what I'd look like?"
"I almost knew your name. I couldn't quite get. I thought it
might be Anne. And I knew your surname started with B. Yes, I
knew your face---"
"But how?"
UI knew the way your body fèlt, what clothessou liked, And
the funny thing was you didn't fit my type at/all. When I turned
round that dayand saw you in Everard' s car I realised, she's here,
she's come. I followed him to your hotel, then, just as I told you,


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I called his office. When they said 'Angela Bourne ' I knew Iwas
right. It was you. Listen," he said,"don't worry if you don't
understand let 's get back to my place and I'll-try and explain."
Intha carl he said, "I'm going to give you a set of keys to my
apartment so you can come when you like."
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She dug playfully in the arm. "Suppose y ou 'wegot a girl. with
you?
"I'll never sleep with anybody else as long as I live," he
said simply,looking-straight aheadattheroad.
"The thing is,"he-went-on-when-they were in his lounge sitting
side by side, "I don't know who you were. I know who you are byt not
who you were!" He put his arm round her and she laughed, beginning
to think that he had a zany, half-mystical way of talking which meant
little on the surface.
"You see Angela," he said, "you and I were together An
previous lives. We met many, many times. We were always affinities.
Only.in our last life together did we.realise: it. Then something went
wrong, I don't know what.'
She noticed that he'd become nervous though this was difficult to
see under the firm lines of his face and the porerful gaze that never
flickered.
"You know what I mean by affinities?" he asked.
"We were close together?"
"We were souls that belonged to each other and we spent all our
lifetimes looking for each other. Apd in the last life we recognised
each other for the first time." He added in a troubled voice, "It
worries me that you haven't been looking for me. I lookedfor you but
not you for me. And there must be some explanation."
"But Dominic," she said softly, "how do you know all this?"
He got up and wandered bout the room, looked out of the window.
Then he returned to her. "The fact that you ask that shows how
unaware of me you've been this lifetime. You'te never thought about
me, yearned to be with, /me---!"
"But you didn't start thinking a bout me until two years ago,'
she said. "When ypu were my age now you didn't have me in your
thoughts at all!"
"That's trué. But it isn't quite what I'm saying. Try and
understand me darling. I started looking for you because our meeting
had already béen arranged. You see, I needed to become aware of you and
keep my eyes open for you---otherwise I wouldn't have recognised you!


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Somebody pulled me into a Far Memory class. You know these classes
where you try and remember your previous lives under hypnosis? Weli,
I bumped into a girl at a party and she pulled me into one of them.
I didn't gafor the kicks. I knew I had to go. I knew it was
something I wàs waiting for but I didn't know if it was a girl or a
new life-style or what. And after about six sessions you started
appearing. In fact you featured in just al bout every life I could
remember. Not always as a woman. Sometimes a brother or a father.
But you were always there. And then the last time round, I think it
was some centuries ago, when you were a woman and I was a man, we fell
in love and realised for the first time that we were affinities. Now
that last life has never been clear to me. It was always blocked.
And there must be a reason for that." He kissed her and gave her
one of his rare little smiles which made his eyes warm. "Honey, I
don't want to get you worried. I mean we' 're together and that's all
that counts. But for things to be perfectyou should have started
looking for me about two years ago as well."
"But I did recognise you---in the car I knem_you were closer to
me than anybody ever had been---I knew we'd meet again!"
"Yes, yes!" What she said seemed to calm him. He jumped up:
"To hell with it, let's have a drink!"
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reincarnation, then shehad to too. Was itbeçause they were really
one being? Wasthis what he 'd been saying? It allfitted in so well
with her feelings about him. It explained so much---why she a
'recognised - him that first day, why her body seemed to know his,


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why-she-seemed-to-have been waiting for ti cm allt her tife. And
with this thought she fell asleep.
At two o'clock/her phone rang. It was her London agent,
Barbara Gleeson.
"What's going on Angela?" she asked. "You walked out of a
rehearsal?"
"I did, yes. He cut my best scene. It was pure spite!"
"Everard's been phoning you all day, he thought you'd flown back
mue
to England. And e says you're yp half the night."
"That'si balls, I've never D nad 0 many a
"Well I hope you can ride this one Angela, you'll never get
another chance like it. I mean there/ two years work here, and
the publicity---"
"I know but I can't work with a director who hates my guts."
They left it at that.
Barbara Gleeson at once called Everard Hope despite the hour.
He was watching a William Powell-Myrna Loy movie on an all-night channel.
Barbara urged him to heal the rift. He didn't explain that the rift
Max
was out of his hands---and not entirely of Arthur Pennance's making.
Then he came out with it: "Listen Barbara she 's having it off with
one of the producers."
"Oh Jesus Christ!"
"The bastard can lay his hands on more money than two oil tycoons
so we're all shit scared to get rough with her."
"Then why did Pennace cut the scene?"
"Because he's a dumb son of a bitch. He'll be out of work for
the next millenium."
She was up early because she sensed it was going to be a heavy
wur
day. Also she happened to-be-bursting with energy.
There was a titof fog between the treesh while the sun was
gathering strength. Someonewes-divingintothe poel. Shefound
She was ravenously hungry again and after a cold shower ordered
ham and eggs in her room.
At eight there was acall from the desk saying Everard Hope was
downstairs. She told him to come up.
She let a second or two go by after his gentle tap on the door.


She was sitting in her dressing gown by the window, her breakfast on
a low ta ble at her side.
Chen-shes St a
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He had the contract in his hand.
She jumped up: "How are you Everard? Take a seat:y She-was
surprised
er bland mature-tone- She felt Domihie inside her,
urging-her nottobehave subordinately, Would you like some coffee?"
"Coffee'd be great," he said, sliding into one of the armchairs
with an exhausted sigh. "I heard from your agent in the middle of
the night."
While she was ordering another breakfast he put the contract on
her tray.
"I didn't think you'd do this to me Angela. I had Pennance
screaming down the line at me yesterday that you hadn't been signed
up yet. It's been sitting on my desk for two whole days, signed and
witnessed. You don't think I'd let an hour go by without clinching
a contract once it's been approved do you?" He craned round in his
chair to look at her. "I mean, OK you can walk out of a rehearsal
and-throw-a-e-cup-ofeoffeeovver-your-director but don't for Christ sake
make your mAn agent out to be a fraud."
hehici Le
She laughed and fullofconfidenee kissed his balding head/
"Oh I was just blinding off!"
"The schedule's been changed again on Bel Ami," " he told her.
"We might not start shooting for a couple of months."
"A couple of months?"
"Oh they'll have you on a retainer, it's in the contract."
"I wasn't thinking of that."
"It's the producers' decision," he said in his flat way.
"There are four producers and they come to four different decisions
every day."
"And what's the real reason?" she asked him, watching him steadily.
Max
"Listen, I've fixed up for you and Arthur Pennance to meetu alme
He'll be at Chasen's at one today. Can you make it? He can maybe
explain things better than I can."
"Maybe all this is my fault Angela. I should have told you when
you
I picked you up at the airport that the producers wanted to give the
star treatment and this aroused a lot of resentment on the set. I
mean this is a television series, you're great but nobody knows your


name and here you are with a suite at the Beverley Hills and more
roses than Callas ever got."
Silence soaked into the room. The fog was muffling everything,
thick and low because the sun was drying it up. She-contant-spesh.
She felt so cold her teeth almost chattered.
"Which-ofthe producers wanted it?"she managed-to-ask.
N-gwese-all-four."
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"But he didn't know me!" she said,
quick-stab-of
betrayal again,as if Dominic had hit her. "He didn't even know my
name before I arrived!"
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"Angela, I hate to tell you this but lseI hat e to-seo-your-seccing
a great career. Latouche saw the TV clips your agent sent over
months ago. He wanted you over here at any price."
"He saw the clips...' " She was so dazed she forgot he was in the
room Noh few-moments:
"Wa.s that why I was offered the interview, in-the e firs
sheasked.4
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hat's right- So-everybody--the director, the casting Lady
the actorsbu-feel you've been imposed on them. And it just happens
you're really good. It's a crazy situation."
Les
She jumped up to hide her tears. She felt ake
Barbara
Gleeson right awagand saying she wasAtaking the next plane backh but
instead she found hersélf tur
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at home. It wasn't anger she felt, just-mortal professional-disappoint-
ment, a death-blowteall her years a 5 an-actress, the-daily-effort-end
strain-to be good and then-better and-then-great: But-lheeper down
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wife, whohad died suddenly in her twenties. He' 'd made two feature
films so far, both moderate box office successes. A television series
called The New Yorkers, about an Italian immigrant family, had established
him. But e was aching to get back in the theatre. The-moment he Jaid
a they-wore-friendsviLL Jhe felt G C clo anle ol nldy
"You know," he told her, "Bel Ami is the first bit of real bad
luck I've ever struck. Iguess it-must-be-some-tad-karma catching up
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"Did.youcut my scene asa sort of revenge-on-him?"
"Yesand-nor Sureitwas a kind of childish rebellion. But
also I'm hard up for timeand really you know Clotilde doesn 't /add
much to thé action." He gazed at her with a sudden cha: rming candour.
"The truth is I saw you as bad news the minute your plane touched
"But you liked my interview so much: Don't tell me/ that t
wasn't sincere!"
"No. I/could see you were brilliant. You know Barbara Gleeson
has one of the best stables in England- -we all know that."
"So-phy-can't-we- just get the-werk-dene-andi fors therest?"
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D0 he told her. "But there's talk of
shelving Bel Ami. a
"Shelving it?"
"Well, they can't unwind it all that fast---there are God knows
how many contracts to pay off, and the studio space hired, the
advance publicity, all that."
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was going tol speak-tohim anyway. But do you pea. 1ly think
it was his desgision? Whyon earth woxld he want Bel Ami shélved?'
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hands. "Angela, can I ask you something? You don' 't have to
answer but how deep are you with Latouche?"
She looked at him without-speaking for a moment, her eyes Ver
still. "Deeper than with anybody ever."
"Is that so?" he asked her gently. "Is that really so?"
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sirapa two people had taken a quick breakfast in the lounge. The curtains
in his bedroom hadn't been drawn, She stood there absorbing his
atmosphere. There was a rather crude tapestry on the wall, and in
the corner a nice low antique chest. She pulled the curtains and
bir
made the bed. She took the breakfast tray to the kitchen and
cleaned up. WHer-conversation with-Pennance seemed-ages-ago---but,
merethan that, it-seemedirrelevant to her-life-in-uvery way.
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and jeans, He clasped her round the waist from behind andkissing
the-back-of-her-neck said at once, "What's the matter? You're
blaming me for something!"
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head dumbly.
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are a star! I couldn't haveg giveh you less than that/ I'd
have hatedy despised myself!"
His gaze was so piercinglysineere, with touchof hurt innocenee
likea child's, that she gasped.
"But POAAM I'm not a star! FrofestionaylyTwhotl Don't
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this makes it impossible for me to work!
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any-actressto-Chacen's-todny?"
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on people!"
"But that's just what I'm not doing," she said. "Im-not-
Working: Thefilm's-net-being-shet! SoI'm not making any
impression at all except as the producer's mistress! Canttyou
understand-that?"
"Kou-ean't-understand," he said quietly. "But you will soon,
The fact is that Everard Hope and Arthur Pennance and everybody else
on this film got the message that you're something-very special.
And the message came from-me---and I'm going to drive it home until
everybody in the whole damn world-knows it, every director and
producer in the world: Forme you're astar not just because you're
an actress but you glitter like a real star inthe sky and people
are going to see that! They're going to see that powerful glitter
all round you wherever you go---and for God's sake don't try and
stop-me because I've spent the last five years of my life building
upafortune so thatican handle this!"
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Theother producers-were trying topersuade him toset the-wheels
going again on Bel-Ami but-all-he - would
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steely wayy was, "We"llsee." Angela was amazed at his determination,
dealingwitheneecallafter-anether, She-gathered thatt he alone
among-the-producers could caise or block the money,-such-was-his
influence-ameng-the-financial_people behind. Oneoftheealls
was-from-Everard-Hope-and-she-wanted to run to the phone and speak
to him n akind-offever-of-nostalgia for familiar-things.
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said softly, "Be patient honey. I know you want everything the
old way, climbing from a good part to a better one, up the rungs
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arses to kissf but we're not having that any more. You're at te the
top now Angela! And you may as well get used to it!"
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The calls started comingin again. He-beganto show little
signs-of-harrasement. There-were-tiny-beads-of-sweat-on-his-upper
lip. But notfora moment-did-hie-outer-caln-leave.him. It sounded
as if dozens of propositions were being offered to him but he didn't
budge. Angela sat slumped-in-an-armehair,helplese,knewing that
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Angela recognised-her-at-onceas the blonde girl who'd driven
the Bentley away from the party on la Mirada. Pauline was Ketall
and-striking,witha high forehead and wide-set, rather Eastern
eyes. When she smiled, frowned or showed strong emotion her face
broke into many lines that put twenty years on her ege, though_she
was-possibly_younger-than-Angela She had a swift athletic way of
Paili
moving al bout, as if not to waste a second. She went straight to the ryuc
kitchen and fixed herself a milk shake. The apartment was clearly
a second home for her.
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still at the phone.
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wrèng for a producer to provide an actress with a two-room suite
and shower her with roses?"
"All I know is the film's being cancelled because of some silly
row between you and Arthur Pennance," Angela said in a small voice.
"And for all I know he's great director!"
"Listen, honey, he cut your best scene so that makes him not
a great director for Miss Angela Bourne, and she's all I'm concerned
about!"
"He cut the scene because I'm getting star trea tment and I
shouldn't be!"
"That's right! He wanted to screw you so he sçrewed the
whole film: He took out a scene Bel Ami can't do without!
So what kind of great director is that?"
"OK hang on you two," Pauline said quietly, "I saw your clips
too. And believe me we both recognised you: That evening I put
him through a Far Memory regression and there you were as plain as
you are now---you were clearly the girl in/ the clips. You were
telling him all about your French mother and your boyfriend who's
in some cold area now, he's an actor, and how you once had an affair
with a man much older than you who sort of straightened out your
personality for you."
"That's right," Angela said with awe.
"All that came through. And we checked the French background
on your CV. So it's no good looking at it like all these other
people are looking at it. You've got to admit something weird's
going on, on a different level from theirs." Pauline laughed
and at once her face broke into a thousand wrinkles. "I mean,
Everard Hope and that anti-Christ Jill Rapinsky think that
randypants Dominic just took a shine to you wheh he saw those
clips: And they're all being very ironical and wise andresentful
about it and they know shit-all: Listen Angela, your karmic level
is so high---doypu want to spend this life going down to their
level?"
"But I'n scared Pauline," " Angela said. "I've lived all my
life as anactress, I've never thought of myself as anything else,
it's the Air I brea the and I can't suddenly switch off like this:
I came to LA to work and suddenly there isn't a film and my agent's
ringing me from London as if it's all my fault---!"
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going to solve this one. We just need time."
Angela said to Dominic, "I know you've done everything for
me---what you thought best for me---but you've cut off my light/and
air! Acting means sunlight for me---I can't just stop from one
day to the next and start living a jet-set life I hate anyway!"
"It's only the beginning that's hard," Pauline told her.
"Dominic found it hard too when he realised he had to change his
whole life."
"Yes, I know, I know," Angela said, her eyes suddenly filling with
tears. "He changed everything fora I know that and I'm happy and
I never want to be away from him but it's like dying too---!"
"Yes, it's like dying,' # Dominic agreed quietly. "After my
first Far Memory session I lost my parents, my girlfriends started
walking away, I wondered what had hit me. - I guess I just had to
clear the scene for you."
"Angela," Pauline said, "do you mind if I put a question to
you? I know it's worrying Dominic too."
"Would you like to escape from this affinity?"
"You mean from Dominic?"
"Not exactly. I mean from the whole goddam responsibility.
Like you say, your career's/in a mess, I bet you can't even concentrate
when you do try to work--
"And that's a hell of a responsibility, turning your life
upside down for something that maybe's been going on for millenia."
"Of course I want to stay with him---"
"But if you know we're affinities," Dominic said, "why is it
necessary to talk to people like Everard Hope and Pennance about
me? Why go to them for the truth---the roses and the two-room
suite? And why is it you can't understand these things without
asking anybody, even me?"
"OK, OK,' se Pauline cried, "don't go so fast! You see, Angela,
he's always getting blocked when he remembers your last life
together, and he wonders what went wrong, whether there was some
weakness in your attitude which had been carried over into this
lifetime, in other words old karma we should be getting rid of."


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"But I don't know what you mean,' " Angela said, the tears still
in hereyes. "I just want to live, stay with Dominic- "
"Can' "tyou just try to remember something of your past?"
Pauline asked her.
"But my past is what happened this lifetime! How can I talk
about all these things if I don't know them?"
"It's because you twowould never have nét otherwise,"
Pauline went on. "It isn't Just another Aove affair, you know tha t.
So if anything's wrong it's got to be gleared up."
"But nothing is wrong," Angela said, exhausted.
"It's wrong if you don't see what I'm trying to do," Dominic
said. "You seem to prefer going on with the old life, not pick up
with the new, I'm offering, you the new way ànd it worries me you
don't seem to recognise it, you---!"
"Leave me alone, " Angela said with a dangerous control.
He came across the room and touched her---"Angela!"
"Leave me alone!" She was on her feet, screaming "Let me
go! I'm going away!"
She dashed out of the room and down the corridor, with Dominic
after/her. She began screaming "Don't touch me: Don't come
near me!"
L Line came fterhim.
Angela rushed into the bat throom and tried to lock herself in.
He got there in time, pleading with her. Then she pulled up the
lavatory seat and began vomiting violently, crying at the same
time,half choking,and trying to form the words, "Let me alone,
please let me alone!"
Dominic shouted at Pauline urgently, "Get the big car---we're
going to Santa Catalina!"
pauline rushed out of the apartment while he held Angela's
head. She continued to retch into the lavatory. She was trying
to say something to him. Gradually he drew her up, drying her
sweat with a towel, drawing her gently towards him.
He made out the words "I love you" in what she was mumbling
half to herself and helped her slowly towards his bedroom. There
he laid her down on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He
got some ice and pyt it inside a face cloth, and put it on her
brow. He whispered to her and gradually she began looking at


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himagain_and smiling palely.
He put a finger over her eyes to pake her close themagain,
and she seemed to doze in his arms. . There wasthe sound of the
lift outside and Pauline was back
"OK the car's downstairs,"
"Come on Angela," he whispere We're going somewhere
peaceful. We'll get you right out of this scene for a couple of
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cabinet. Beyond there was a balcony overlooking the sea. Dimly
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happy. She's done something terrible, I'm sure of it. Oh!"
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"Can you tell me what it is she's done?"
He paused for a long time. The light grew so that Pauline's
façe became clear under the canopy. She-seemed.uncannily-pale,
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"Can you say what her name is?"
"Yes. It's Caterina. Caterina Foss---. No I can't get the
surname. Something like Foss."
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The sound of violins. A whining and screaming---not the beautiful
sound you expect from violins."
"Where are you?"
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Bel Ami is gradually wound down, costing many thousands of dollars.
Dominic could only achieve its destruction by secretly finançing another
production of the same novel and claiming to his money people that there
couldn' n'tbe two on the market. Angela only finds this oyt later. She
'escapes' to London. She is told by Everard Hope and Sonya Steele (once
Dominic's girlfriend) that he has been under many shrinks and was twice
in psychotherapeutic care in clinics.
But nothing in London works for Angela---the theatre, her boyfriend,
even her feeling for her mother. She only sees Dominic's face, his
deep-set eyes. She yearns for him, she has no eyes for other men.
Meanwhile Dominic is researching with Pa uline's help for the
Diaghilev series, and wishes to concentrate on' the dancer Karsavina,
who is going to be played by Angela. He is especially interested in
Karsavina's 'artistic initiation' by Diaghilev in Venice. It requires
a visit to Venice. He writes to Angela, to meet him at the Gritti
Palace Residence where he has booked a suite for them, and he encloses
an air ticket.
Angela discovers in herself an extraordinary attachment to Venice,
almost a pre-knowledge.
'Caterina Foss' - turns out to/be, on further regression trips,
Caterina Foscari, dal ughter of one of the most prominent Venetian families
under the Republic. It was always the firm tradition during the
Republic that no Venetian should under any circumstances entertain a
foreigner in his own home. The only chance he or she had of being at
close quarters with a foreigner was at the foreigner's embassy, at
one of the ridotti or card-playing houses during carnival, or over
chocolate in the front parlour of one of the convents, where noblemen
flirted with the fashionable inmates. It was at her convent that
Caterina first met the Comte de Ligeaux.
Ligeaux became one of the three hundred Frenchmen in the famous
conspiracy to overturn the Republic (we are speaking of the turn of
the seventeeth çéntury). Cat terina learns of the conspiracy and the
Venetian's inborn patriotism makes it impossible for her to sit back
and witness the destruction of the beloved Serenissima. She betrays
the secret. That night three hundred Frenchmen are murdered or
drowned in/the canals without trace. The Comte de Ligeaux as one of
the leaders was taken to the Ducal Palace and stranglèd with a bowstring
from behind. Ca terina bribed one of the gaolers to smuggle his body
out to/a rowing boat moored near the Bridge of Sighs. She rowed far
out into the Lagoon and was never seen again.
/It is all this that Dominic finds out while in Venice-r-and why
he one night meets Angela at a bridge near the deserted Gardens with
a newly-bought rowing boat he has just rowed from the Giudecca, and
a bowstring in his pocket.