‘Then how did that horrible man do it when Robert sent him to get hold of Thomson?’
‘He’s the house detective.’
‘No, he isn’t,’ said Miss Crevy.
‘And how d’you know?’ he said.
‘I don’t,’ said she, ‘but there aren’t any in this country.’
‘You go into a young man’s room in any English hotel and you’ll soon see.’
‘Don’t be so personal, Alex. Really, what we’ve had to put up with from you this afternoon,’ Claire said, ‘and coming on top of everything else, it’s too much.’
‘Look what we’ve all had to put up with,’ he said. ‘Oh, don’t let’s squabble.’
‘You mean to say,’ said Claire, ‘you don’t think there’s any chance of getting my Auntie May out of here any more? But then what’s to happen to her if she has a turn for the worse? Oh, where is that idiotic Robert? Look here, Alex, I wonder if you would mind so terribly going down and bringing him back up here, you’ll know where to find him, and he’s simply got to do something about my aunt. Really, I’ve done enough, haven’t I, Evelyn? Would you mind, Alex?’
‘No,’ he said, ‘of course not, it’s a good idea,’ and hurried out.
Claire began to explain him away to Miss Crevy. ‘I’m afraid you’ll think him very odd, but he’s had such a miserable time at home for so many years that we’re all used to his being extraordinary so that doesn’t surprise us a bit now, does it, darling?’ she said to Julia to try and stop her thinking about herself. ‘Yes,’ she went on, ‘his mother died when he was ten and he was simply devoted to her,’ and here she began to speak like the older woman she was to become, ‘and then his father went mad and it took a long time or something, anyway it was absolutely exhausting whatever it was, and he has to go down and see him once every month wherever it is he’s locked away. Then he has a sister that no one in the world has ever seen; she’s got something the matter with her, too, and he’s got very little money and he’s perfectly marvellous about it, always paying out for them all the whole time, so that a trip like this means so much to him.’
Miss Crevy was touched. ‘I didn’t know,’ she said.
‘Yes, so we all make rather special allowances for him,’ she went on, ‘don’t we, darling?’ she said to Julia. ‘It’s all so miserable for him really, he hasn’t had a chance.’
‘Why did we let him go? We’ll never get him back.’
‘Now, Julia, do be a dear and don’t fuss.’
‘But I am fussing. I’m fussing madly about my things. They’ll run through my trunks and steal everything, and you know I can’t travel without my charms.’
‘Well then my dear,’ said Evelyn Henderson, ‘what would you like to do? Do you want to go or stay? You can’t very well get out there and sit on your bags in all that crowd, and besides you would get so cold. Now settle down, darling, and wait till Alex comes back with Robert.’
‘Oh, I know,’ she said. ‘I know I’m being tiresome, but I can’t help it, you see, things get too much for me, and it’s so unfair of Max, who ought to be arranging everything for us, going away like this just when we want him most. That’s why it suddenly seemed so fatal to let Alex go, we must have a man about in case those sorts of things happen.’
‘That’s why I sent for Robert,’ said Claire. ‘I don’t want to say anything behind his back that I wouldn’t say to his face, but you know, Alex has been through so much and he’s not one of those people who are made more useful by having had frightful things happen to them. In fact it always seems to me to have made him most frightfully selfish, as if after all those awful things he could only think of his own comfort.’
‘Yes, that’s very true,’ said Evelyn.
‘You know I think people so often go like that,’ Claire went on, ‘not that men are much use anyway, my God, no. Who is it has to get the cook out of the house when she’s drunk, may I ask? But you have to have them around,’ she said to Julia, ‘but at the same time I don’t count Alex as one of them, he’s been through too much till somehow he’s got nothing left.’
Angela said it must have been rather awful for him, but perhaps he was one of those people who never had very much to start with.
‘Oh, no,’ said Claire, too briskly, ‘he’s a dear and a very great friend of mine. In many ways you can absolutely rely on him; no, I can’t really have a word against Alex. I know he complains, but he never really bothers one if you get what I mean. He’s not much use at a time like this, but then who would be with us stuck the way we are, and my aunt in the condition she’s in. Evelyn, my dear, don’t you think we ought to go back to see how she’s getting on, though sometimes I feel as though we bring back luck with us every time we go into that room. What d’you say?’
‘Shall I go?’ said Evelyn.
‘Oh no, darling, I can’t leave you to do all my duties. It’s sweet of you,’ she said, and they went out together.
Julia thought how selfish everyone is, they go on bothering about their aunts and don’t give one thought to how others are feeling. They were all the same, but Max was the worst, it was too low to be making love upstairs in the same room he had tried to pounce on her when they all wanted him and when there were thousands of things waiting which only he could settle. At this Miss Crevy, whom Julia was always forgetting as though she did not properly exist, spoke up and said:
‘Would you like me to come down with you to see if we can do anything about your things?’
This seemed to Julia the sweetest thing she had ever heard, to offer to brave those frantic drinking hordes of awful people all because someone was upset about their charms and all the more because this angelic angel could not know about them or what they meant to her or about her and how miserable she got. She was made better at once for, like delicate plants must be watered every so often so Julia must have sympathy every now and then, as Alex must have someone to listen to him, and once she had it was all right for another little while. So Julia refused but so warmly Miss Crevy was surprised into thinking she could only be engaged to Max who, she now realized, must be upstairs with Amabel.
It was at this moment that Max came in with Amabel, so that Julia knew she would almost at once forget about her charms now he was back, and all her worries.
When he was in the room she could even stand apart and watch herself, she grew so confident. She thought he looked terrific, but when she had taken in Amabel’s new looks and her brilliant eyes, she thought she was most like a cat that has just had its mouse coming among other cats who had only had the smell.
He was why she changed so she would forget what she had been six minutes back, he it was who nagged at her feelings when he was not there, and when he came in again worked her up so she had soon to go out though not for long, it was his fault, but then she knew it to be hers for being like she was about him, oh, who would be this kind of a girl, she thought.
Before anyone had spoken the telephone rang and while Max said ‘what’s this,’ and went to answer it, Amabel arranged herself where she had been sitting before.
‘Yes,’ he said into it, ‘yes, she’s here. No, shall I take a message?’ and he turned to look at Julia, so that she knew they were ringing her up. She went across to be at hand. ‘You mean now?’ he asked. ‘I see. You understand this is my party, mind,’ he said, ‘it is Mr Adey speaking. Yes, we’ll be ready,’ and he rang off.
He put his arm through Julia’s and pressed his elbow tight against it and this to her was as though he knew everything and that he was sorry for anything he might have done and that anyway it was all right. It was like sugar and water fed to plants in a last emergency and was what she had been ordered. ‘Well,’ he said, as though it was as easy as anything, ‘we’ve got to get ready to go, they’ve just rung me up.’