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Mifanwy .. Mifanwy Conway.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Drink?

No thank you.

Mifanwy .. then you're Welsh.

That accounts for your black hair.

Actually not. My mother was Italian.

Italian?

You seem to like that .. and you?

I'm a mixture of so many nationalities

I can truthfully say I belong to none.

Well you're an artist, aren't you.

In a way.

An artist is supposed to belong to

nowhere in particular. But the world.

I don't want to belong to the world.

I'm careful to try to avoid that.

Do I look as if I belong to the world?

Well no .. not to

this world .. not exactly.

It's rather stuffy in here .. there's

a little garden-place outside.

I was waiting to come again after our

dance. I decided not to come too soon.

Now, I mustn't stay too long .. goodnight.

Alright?

Well, how did ..?

Shut up.

Well.

Better order that bottle that I

talked about a few minutes ago.

You'd better, before you fall flat on your

face amongst the broken glass.

You'd better get to that party.

You don't want to be too late.

Aren't you coming Mifanwy?

No. Another time. I think I'll go home.

You need a taxi, Miss?

No thank you Harry. It's a lovely

night. I think I'll walk .. goodnight.

Goodnight Miss.

Mifanwy.

I thought it was you. Have you ever

ridden in a Hansom before?

Yes .. long ago.

You must have been very little then.

Would you like to try it again?

I like the way you dress.

It's not like everybody else.

I shouldn't call you

altogether .. conventional.

Don't you think it a mistake if I were

to send you home at this moment?

I'd like you to see my house.

It might interest you.

Would you care to

continue the adventure?

Yes .. I would.

Drive us home, Mortimer.

Very good sir.

Would you wait, Mortimer.

There's no key. The Florentines

like mechanical gadgets.

Come along.

"As we came in, I could feel

somehow that it was watching me."

"And even now, after all these years."

"I can still remember this

house of his in Regent's Park."

"Perhaps if I saw it today, it would

seem much smaller, and more ordinary."

"And everywhere the scent of flowers."

"So strong, so sickly-sweet,

that I felt almost suffocated."

I really ought to explain. You see,

there is no-one here except myself.

I keep my staff out of

view as much as possible.

I like to attend to the needs

of my guests myself.

Girls?

I rarely invite anybody to my home.

It has to be the appropriate person.

You need not come any

further unless you wish.

I wish.

I strongly advise you not to,

unless you feel the inclination.

Oh, I feel the inclination ..

you've no idea how much.

"It was then, for the first

time, I was to learn .."

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