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in London at her feet.

"Behold, there met him

a woman, subtle of heart."

Oh, I don't think Kitty's especially subtle.

You'll find her very clever and charming.

Wait till you see her.

You'll change your mind about actresses.

The four-wheeler's coming, sir.

- Here's the pass I promised you.

- To tell you the truth, sir...

I don't fancy walking home alone from the

theater late at night... even for Miss Kitty...

not with all the papers saying it's about time

for the Ripper to do another.

He's never killed anybody up this way.

- He can always decide to open up new ground.

- Oh, well.

Come along, darling.

You're going to have plenty

of time? You've got everything?

- Everything's at the theater.

- I'm sorry. I'm fussing. I shouldn't.

You look very smart.

You don't look half-bad yourself.

my dear.

- Are you ready for it?

- I'd better be. It's my big night.

Mr. Slade, you haven't yet met

my niece, Kitty Langley.

- How do you do?

- "The woman 'subtle of heart."

You must admit she really is

rather charming.

Oh. Are you coming

to the theater too?

I have a pass here if you can use it.

No. I'm afraid I have work

that I must do.

Then you won't be in to dinner, sir?

No. I may be out late, quite late.

Until the early hours of the morning.

I warned you of my irregular habits.

You have been out rather late

once or twice.

Didn't I hear you two nights ago?

It was past 1:
00 in the morning.

- What do you do out so late?

- You hardly ever go out in the day, do you, sir?

I enjoy the streets at night...

when they're empty.

- You mean you just walk about?

- Sometimes.

Sometimes I go down to the Thames.

I... like the river.

- I do, too, on a sunny day.

- I like it in a different way.

Have you ever held your face

close to the water...

and let it wash against your hands

as you look down into it?

Deep water is dark...

and restful...

and... full of peace.

But... I mustn't delay you.

I hope your debut is successful.

Thank you.

Why don't you go out

by the front door?

I prefer the back door.

I... always use it.

Good night.

He's a curious fellow.

- A very curious fellow.

- Kitty. Kitty, we'll be late.

Now that you've no dinner to get to, Daisy,

you've no excuse for missing the performance.

Come to my dressing room aftenuards.

I'll send you home in a cab.

- How's that?

- Oh, bless you, miss!

I'll be clapping me hands off

for you, miss.

Thank you, Daisy.

- Piccadilly Theatre Royal.

- Right you are, sir.

You fascinate him, you know.

He can't take his eyes off you.

I found him interesting in a way.

Well, I could do without him

about the house.

Something a bit... odd about him,

don't you think?

Lots of people seem odd

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