Lady Mishap: Yes, I hear you're one of my new neibors.
Pamela Prince: Just 10 miles away, indeed.
Lady Mishap: Just beyond Coolclouds?
Pamela Prince: Yes, with Mrs Primsunday on the other side, within yelling range if I wasn't
such a lady.
Lady Mishap: You're a credit to your American nation.
Pamela Prince: I do hope so. Milly Theale and Isabel Archer are my greatest role models.
Lady Mishap: Oh, I know the books well and, even better, I've not seen the films.
Pamela Prince: I'm trying to get Art to be more like Henry James.
Lady Mishap: You mean a hundred and seventy?
Pamela Prince: No, more complimentary to me in words of more than one syllable.
Lady Mishap: Doesn't he have a poetic flourish?
Pamela Prince: Only in economic terms from working at the bank. He says we're in a fiscal
union.
Lady Mishap: I can't say I know if that's good or bad.
Pamela Prince: He says we're prudent at a pinch.
Lady Mishap: Now he sounds like he's getting downrite saucy.
Pamela Prince: Not at all.
Lady Mishap: Never?
Pamela Prince: Well obviosly not never.
Lady Mishap: Ever?
Pamela Prince: O.K. Never, but he is married to his work.
Lady Mishap: I do hope my intended will be married to me.
Pamela Prince; I think he can afford to be can't he?
Lady Mishap: He does own half of Berkshire.
Pamela Prince; Well, there you go.
Lady Mishap: But the half owing debts to the other half.
Pamela Prince: I shold get Art onto it. He's good with numbers.
Lady Mishap: So's my lord, but at spending them!
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