Vanity Fair
prev.
play.
mark.
next.

:34:18
Remember. You have no friends
beyond this door.

:34:38
Lady Bareacres, what did you
make of the new Figaro?
I thought it was quite interesting.

:35:14
I hear you sing
and play beautifully,
Mrs. Crawley.

:35:17
I wish you'd sing for me.
It would be my pleasure.

:35:29
What are you doing?
I've seen enough cruelty
in this house to want to inflict it.

:35:41
"Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal."

prev.
next.