:19:04
I love these little dark alleys.
:19:08
They're all peasants, you know. Come along.
:19:19
I do declare we're lost.
:19:24
No, Miss Bartlett,
you will not look into your Baedeker.
:19:28
Two lone females in an unknown city,
that's what I call an adventure.
:19:33
We will simply drift.
:19:39
One always has to be wide open.
I think Miss Lucy is.
:19:43
- Open to what, Miss Lavish?
- To physical sensation.
:19:47
I'll let you into a secret.
I have my eye on your cousin.
:19:52
For a character in your novel?
:19:54
The young English girl, transfigured by Italy.
:19:58
And why should she not be transfigured?
:20:01
It happened to the Goths.
:20:09
Signorina?
:20:14
The smell!
:20:16
A true Florentine smell. Inhale, my dear.
:20:20
Deeper.
:20:22
Every city, let me tell you, has its own smell.
:20:29
Grazie.