Horton arranged the plane tickets, biked scripts to her that he felt she should read, turned down the more ridiculous offers that came her way most days, fielded the press who clamoured for some more interesting statement from her about Terence Blue rather than the bland one about her shock and distress for a respected colleague that the agency had finally put out late yesterday. She and Anthony were the most famous of the class of ’59 after Terence: most newspapers were managing to make the innocuous lunch-time drama school reunion sound like a bacchanalian orgy of luvvies that somehow Terence and Juliet and Anthony had personally organised.

Juliet Lyall, one of the most well-known English actresses of her generation, sat alone in her house in Cheyne Walk and waited in vain for Harry Donaldson, who had been with her in the class of ’59 to return her call.

Harry, who knew everything.

*

Putting on his make-up, in his dressing room in Stratford-upon-Avon, Anthony Bonham thought about Molly, and how it had been, so long ago.