Your Vice is a Locked Room and Only I Have the Key Page #4

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- You sent it out to be cleaned!

- No, I didn't.

Let's go upstairs.

No Oliviero, I beg you!

Irene.

Irene!

Oliviero?

- What's going on?

- Nothing, nothing serious.

Irene isn't feeling well.

She's a bit tired, that's all.

- Perhaps she needs something?

- No!

She doesn't need anything.

I told you, she's just tired.

We don't have any servants.

I'm tired too.

It was a tiring journey.

I'm going to bed.

Who is it?

I'm sorry, but I need to get

some old notes from that wardrobe.

Need some writing paper?

No, I'm just writing down

some addresses.

Like your niece, do you?

Whatever Oliviero Rouvigny's

state might be today,

married or not, decadent or not,

Floriana is willing

to bring pleasure into his life

in the name of depravation.

Listen... how come you

decided to come here?

I've wanted to come here

since I found out Aunt Esther died.

And what did you

find out about me?

The usual stuff.

That since you got married

your mind's been frazzled.

That you're a pig,

an alcoholic, a drug addict,

etcetera, etcetera...

Etcetera, etcetera...

Tell me. Is it true you slept

with your mother in her bed?

I mean when you'd grown up?

Is it true you're a two bit tart?

Well, it could be two bits well-spent...

Irene!

Why did he lock you in here?

He told me you weren't well.

- Can you make it to my bedroom?

- Yes.

- Where is he?

- I just heard him go out.

Bloody hell, why didn't

you ask for help?

He's a damn sadist.

You don't know,

you don't know.

- He's sick, he scares me.

- You mean he's mad?

Sometimes he doesn't know

what he's doing.

Come on, let's go to my room.

I knew Oliviero's family

were crazy,

but he really must see a doctor.

No, no.

No doctors, no outsiders.

Irene, I want to help you.

You've got to trust me.

What's going on?

The police came

a few days ago.

They'd found the body of a woman

who'd been was murdered.

Now you know everything.

But you can't live with someone

you think is a murderer.

I beg you, Floriana, not a word

to Oliviero about what I told you.

If he thinks...

my God, he'd kill me.

Not while I'm here.

You're burning up.

You've got a fever.

You've nothing to worry about.

I won't say a word.

I'm on your side,

you know.

You're so sweet.

- But now...

- What?

Now you know everything

you'll want to leave.

And you'd be right.

I haven't even considered it.

We two must be allies.

Stay united.

Why are you doing this?

Yes?

Oh, good evening, sir.

Giovanna's just arrived

from Brescia today.

Oh yes, she's just like a lioness!

Yes, tomorrow.

Tonight?!

She's tired, poor girl,

there's been a rush...

Yes, sir.

See you tomorrow, sir.

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