Thomas 'Tom' Ransome:
[showing Lady Esketh the Maharajah's summer palace] 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
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That's a Rembrandt. That's a Buddhist prayer wheel.
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Major Rama Safti:
[translating Hindu song] "Would my lyre were of jade, its strings of pure-spun gold, that I might sing with merit of your beauty... in your heart my love has found a home, and it can never die..."
Lady Edwina Esketh:
You sober enough to take me to the party?
Thomas 'Tom' Ransome:
[taking a drink] Almost.
Lady Edwina Esketh:
Some night you're going to fall flat on your face and people will begin to suspect you drink.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
