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to keep me waiting 40 minutes.
It's a disgrace. A
display of bad manners.
Let me explain. I
tried to call.
- There's no excuse.
- I tried to call.
Never come near me again.
Nobody answered and I don't
have your mobile number.
I do not possess a mobile phone.
It's the lbbetson
woman on the phone.
- Tell her to go to hell.
- She's crying.
Serves her right.
She was hit by a car on
her way to meet you.
So much the worse for her.
It's no concern of mine.
She was left unconscious.
She was lying in a pool of blood
when the ambulance arrived.
Alright. Put her through.
- Yes?
I had no intention to be
in any way disrespectful.
Nothing too serious, I hope.
No. Fortunately, they'll...
they'll let me out tomorrow.
Good. I hope you make
a speedy recovery.
Would you consent to
a new appointment?
- Please.
- Alright.
But I'm sending an assistant.
I hope it's the same one
I spoke to last time.
What do you mean?
Well, I can't explain it, but
I understood from the outset
been yours, Mr. Oldman.
Truly surprising,
wouldn't you say?
We think we'll be able to
bring out the whole face,
part of her dress and the
left side of the background.
Incredible. But what made
- What period is it from?
- Too soon to say.
Perhaps Mr. Oldman will
be able to work this out
more quickly and better than us.
- It's a fake.
- How is that possible?
- It's beautiful!
- I didn't say it wasn't.
I said it wasn't authentic.
From an analysis of the
pigments and wood,
we thought it was
pre-17th century.
- Even older.
- Then it must be worth something.
It is a work by Valiante, the
female forger of the 16th century.
She copied masterpieces,
but couldn't sign them
as she was a woman,
so she marked them
with a personal code
hidden in the folds
of the drapery
or in this case, in the
gaze of the subject.
The beam of light on the
Iris is nothing if not a V.
That is Valiante.
It is worth something, but nothing
compared to the original.
- Are you Mr. Oldman's assistant?
- Yes.
I'm Fred, the caretaker.
Pleased to meet you.
- Please, come in.
- Thank you.
And Miss lbbetson?
She sends her apologies,
but overnight, she was
running a temperature.
Well, give her my best wishes.
She asked if you would
go ahead with valuation.
She's instructed me
to show you around.
Everything's at your disposal.
Come with me.
Miss lbbetson was hoping
to meet your boss.
It doesn't matter. Your
mistress didn't show up either.
Fair enough.
I suppose it'll get
the job done quicker.
Forgive the mess.
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