:21:01
...I'd seem to claim much more
than is my due."
:21:07
How properly you put it.
:21:09
You jest?
:21:12
Would I didn't!
:21:13
What's that?
:21:14
That yours
is the better version.
:21:17
I'm sorry. If a servant's known
to know more than his master...
:21:21
...he'll surely fall
from favour.
:21:23
Not so, Teodoro...
:21:25
...for though I say
yours is the cleverer...
:21:27
...the point is that
it follows my intention...
:21:30
...not that you need presume,
when your pen pleases...
:21:34
...that I cease to trust
the sharpness of my own.
:21:37
Though as a woman
I am prone to error...
:21:40
...and not too wise,
as may appear.
:21:42
You fear, as an inferior,
to offend one far superior...
:21:45
...in loving.
:21:48
You are mistaken.
:21:49
In love that cannot be.
Inferiors can't offend by loving.
:21:53
I think that only hating
gives offence.
:21:57
That's Nature's logic.
:21:59
The painter shows Phaeton
and Icarus hurtling down...
:22:02
...one drawn by golden horses,
then struck down...
:22:05
...the other, with wings of wax,
melted by the crucible of the sun.
:22:10
The sun wouldn't have done that,
if the sun had been a woman.
:22:16
If you serve a lady...
:22:18
...serve on, be bold...
:22:21
...for love is perseverance.
:22:24
Women aren't made of stone.
:22:28
I'll take this paper. I'd be
wise to study it more closely.
:22:31
It's full of errors.
:22:33
None that I can see.
:22:35
You honour my desire to serve.
Here's yours.
:22:39
You keep it.
:22:41
No, destroy it.
:22:42
Destroy it?
:22:45
Yes.
:22:50
What matters that it's lost,
if much more may be?