:18:01
Heavens. I must fly.
:18:03
The horses of Apollo are pawing
impatiently at the gates.
:18:06
I beg your pardon?
:18:08
Papa must go.
:18:13
You will come back
and finish the story?
:18:15
Of course I will.
:18:17
Come on, Cyril.
It's almost tea-time.
:18:20
I really don't know
why people bother
:18:22
painting portraits any more.
:18:24
You can get a much better
likeness with a photograph.
:18:27
But a photograph's
just one moment in time.
:18:30
One gesture,
one turn of the head.
:18:32
Yes. Portraits
are not likenesses, Mr Gray.
:18:35
Painters show the soul
of the subject.
:18:38
The essence.
:18:39
The essence
:18:41
of the sitter's vanity,
you mean.
:18:43
Well, this is a portrait
:18:45
of Lady Battersby
:18:46
as a young woman.
:18:47
She's over there
:18:49
as a matter of fact.
:18:51
I must go and console her.
:18:59
How nice to see you.
:19:01
Poor thing.
:19:03
I expect in her heart
:19:05
she thinks she still
looks like this.
:19:08
If we could look young
and innocent forever.
:19:10
D'you think we'd want to?
:19:13
If our souls were ugly, yes.
:19:15
Give a man a mask
and he'll tell you the truth.
:19:20
Have we had enough of this?
:19:21
Shall we go and have
dinner somewhere?