The cinema : 1952 (1952)

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58 THE CINEMA Henry is both grateful and relieved. henry: I knew you were a good fellow. Suppose we drink on it (he produces glasses from a cupboard) . Unless you have any views yourself, of course . . . louis (amused) : None. henry: Splendid. His hand goes to a shelf of bottles, two of which are labelled ( Developer ' and ' Hypo* . henry: What shall it be? Whisky? Gin? louis : I think a small Developer. 10 Interior Edith9 s Drawing Room. Louis is standing by the fireplace. louis' voice: The mental picture of his wife that I had formed from Henry's words left me unprepared for the charm of the woman I was to meet. She was as tall and slender as a lily, and as beautiful. Henry and Edith come into the room. Louis moves to meet them. henry: My dear, this is Mr Mazzini. He has a Thornton Pickard. Mr Mazzini my wife. Edith extends her hand. Louis bends and kisses it. Edith looks slightly surprised at this display of Latin fervour. edith: I am no photographer myself, Mr Mazzini, but I share my husband's pleasure in welcoming a fellow enthusiast. Will you take a glass of sherry? Louis is a little taken aback. louis: Thank you but I ... Edith is already crossing towards the bell. edith (as she rings) : My husband and I never touch alcohol but we see no reason, on that account, to enforce our views upon our guests. A Butler appears in answer to the bell. edith: Some sherry, Harwood. The prospect of watching Louis drink is too much for Henry.