Dumbo Page #3

After all, one mustn't forget one is a lady.

- Oh, you're right, dear. Yes. - Oh, that's very true.

Oh, well, I suppose that's mother love.

But it's certainly no excuse for what she did.

Mother love might cover a multitude of sins.

It's true, my dear, and she has such a streak in--

A guy can't eat in peace.

Yes, but mother love does--

Gab, gab, gab. Always gossipin'.

Girls, girls! Listen!

Have I got a trunk full of dirt.

- Well, darling, tell us all. - Go on, go on.

Well, I heard today that they have put her in solitary confinement.

- No! - You don't mean it!

Oh, how awful for her!

Well, l-I must say, l-I don't blame her for anything.

You're absolutely right. It's all the fault of that little--

F-R-E-A-K.

Yes, him with those ears that only a mother could love.

What's the matter with his ears?

I don't see nothin' wrong with 'em. I think they're cute.

Ladies, ladies! It's no laughing matter at all.

Oh. Oh, she's right, girls.

Don't forget that we elephants have always walked with dignity.

His disgrace is our own shame.

- Yes, that's true. That's very true. - Oh, indeed it is.

Well, frankly, I wouldn't eat at the same bale of hay with him.

- No. Right. - Me either, dearie.

-I should say. -Nor I. That's just how I feel about it.

Here he comes now.

Hmm. Pretend you don't see him.

Shh.

How do ya like that? Givin' him the cold shoulder.

Poor little guy.

There he goes, without a friend in the world.

Nobody to turn to.

Oh, I'll do somethin' about this.

A mouse!

So ya like to pick on little guys, huh?

Well, why don't you pick on me?

A proud race.

Overstuffed hay bags!

Boo!

Still afraid of a mouse.

Ho-ho, boy. Wait'll I tell the little guy.

Where is he? Oh. Hey, Dumbo.

You can come out now.

Golly. Maybe I scared him too.

Look, Dumbo. I'm your friend.

Come on out, won't ya?

You're not really afraid of little me, are ya?

Ya are? Must've overdid it in there.

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