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'No diamonds either.'
The actor hung his head, reflected for a moment, then clapped his
hands. From the wings emerged a fashionably dressed middle-aged woman. The
woman looked worried as Dunchill stared at her without the flicker of an
eyelid.
'Who is this lady? ' the compere enquired of Dunchill.
'She is my wife,' replied Dunchill with dignity, looking at the woman
with a faint _expression_ of repugnance.
'We regret the inconvenience to you, madame Dunchill,' said the
compere, ' but we have invited you here to ask you whether your husband has
surrendered all his foreign currency? '
'He handed it all in when he was told to,' replied madame Dunchill
anxiously.
'I see,' said the actor, ' well, if you say so, it must be true. If he
really has handed it all in, we must regretfully deprive ourselves of the
pleasure of Sergei Gerardovich's company. You may leave the theatre if you
wish, Sergei Gerardovich,' announced the compere with a regal gesture.
Calmly and with dignity Dunchill turned and walked towards the wings.
'Just a minute! ' The compere stopped him. ' Before you go just let
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