And often I find I've been taken advantage
of, too. I shouldn't be at all surprised to find that Miss
Lyston has comfortable investments right now, and that she's
only scheming to--Packer, don't you know whether she's been
saving her salary or not? If you don't you ought to."
"I came to tell you, sir. I thought you might be relieved to
know. We don't have to bother about her, Mr. Potter. I've been
to see her at her flat, this evening, and she's as anxious to
get away from us, Mr. Potter, as we are to--"
The star rose to his feet, his face suffusing. "You sit there,"
he exclaimed, "and tell me that a member of my company finds the
association so distasteful that she wants to get away!"
"Oh, no, Mr. Potter!" the stage-manager protested. "Not that at
all! She's very sorry to go. She asked me to tell you that she
felt she was giving up a great honour, and to thank you for all
your kindness to her."
"Go on!" Potter sternly bade him. "Why does she wish to leave my
company?"
"Why, it seems she's very much in love with her husband, sir,
Vorley Surbilt--"
"It doesn't seem possible," said Potter, shaking his head.
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