Adventure in Baltimore

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Narrator:
[voice over narration] What could be more symbolic of America than the modern American schoolgirl? Intelligent, restrained, dignified and...

Dinah Sheldon:
Miss Ingraham, I'd much rather start my real art classes.

Miss Ingraham:
My Goodness, there wasn't a nicer accomplishment for a woman than china painting. Gives you such a good foundation.

Dinah Sheldon:
But I've got a foundation. I've been painting at home for years.

Miss Ingraham:
Let me see now, I... I don't know exactly where else I'd put you.

Dinah Sheldon:
Oh, what about the live class.

Miss Ingraham:
Oh, that's much more advanced. Next year perhaps. I take the girls out myself in the country once a week, and we all do a landscape. Cows, trees. There's some charming sycamores not far away.

Dinah Sheldon:
Miss Ingraham, I'm afraid we just don't understand each other. I mean a life class, the human figure. Rembrandt said it is the basis of all design, all structure. That's what I need. My anatomy's terrible.

Miss Ingraham:
The human figure. You mean unclothed?

Dinah Sheldon:
Certainly.

Miss Ingraham:
Oh! Miss Sheldon! Oh! Miss Sheldon, I want to have a talk with you. Go into my office.

Dinah Sheldon:
If you'll kindly consent to read this you'll notice it's about an art competition. There are three prizes of fifty dollars. I intend to win one of those prizes painting a portrait of you as a spirit of labor.

Tom Wade:
Are you bats?

Pastor Andrew Sheldon:
Dinah, I don't like you being expelled. Miss Ingraham's right, immorality takes many forms.

Dinah Sheldon:
Yes, Papa.

Townswoman #1:
I wonder what else went on in that hidden little studio.

Townswoman #2:
Well I've heard about artists.

Dinah Sheldon:
Now will you please go away.

Beau:
No question. You need red there in the middle on the nose.

Mack:
That nose is okay.

Beau:
I don't wish to disagree with you Mack, but I seen much a painting, and the way that is, it ain't no good.

Mack:
Looks good to me. Ain't that right?

Townsman:
That's right.

Mack:
Looks like you're wrong, Beau.

Beau:
My dear Sir, when I'm wrong I'll let you know. That nose ain't no good without more red. See?

Mack:
[paints Beau's nose red] Is that enough red for you?

Dinah Sheldon:
Gentlemen, now please. Stop that, please gentlemen.

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Pastor Andrew Sheldon:
Sit down, sit down. Bring up another chair.