Four Frightened People Page #3

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we, with these two men?

Have you thought of the night?

No. No, I couldn't.

I wouldn't think of it.

You're entirely too bold.

It's insulting to me that you'd

take such a thing for granted...

and I object to it.

Mr. Corder took it for granted that you'd sleep

with the rest of us for your protection.

I think I may say that neither of us

has even thought of you as a woman.

So, for heaven's sake, stop turning

everything into a sex problem...

and go to sleep.

Mr. Ainger, you're a

very disagreeable old man.

Why, dear, he's not old.

Come along, now. The sandman's calling.

Being a geography teacher, Miss Jones...

you ought to realize that

this isn't Central Park.

And if it'll make you feel any easier,

I'll admit I have no designs on you.

You just don't affect

us he-men like that...

so take it easy and join the club, huh?

I didn't think you'd be horrid, too.

Nice bed. Juloh-juloh leaf.

It's rather public, isn't it?

No. Banyan tree, elegant roof.

Mr. Ainger?

You didn't mention me in connection

with our sleeping arrangements...

but I suppose the assurances

you gave Miss Jones...

apply to me, too?

Hmm?

Mmm.

Thank you.

It...

I'm coming.

It's nothing.

Isn't there any way out of this cage?

You've been three days

getting us back to that trail.

Montague, are we lost?

But Malaya is such a small place.

Not as big as...

Well, let me see. Iowa.

But lowa has better roads.

Maybe if we just visualized

it, and then could find north.

Malay Peninsula is bounded

on the north by Siam...

on the south by the Strait of Singapore,

on the east by the China Sea...

on the west by the Strait of Malacca.

"Water, water everywhere

And not a drop to drink."

Do you have to be

disagreeable, Mr. Ainger?

Sorry. It's my stomach.

Are you lost, Montague? Are you?

I not familiar this

part of jungle, Tuan.

So, by Allah, perhaps we lost.

Yes! See here! You can't do this to me!

No. Not to the New York Globe.

Oh, dry up!

Now, now, boys.

I've got out of worse jams than this.

Get us out of this one, then.

I've got to be back by the third.

Well, I'm not happy

revolving around here...

with the information I've got for

Washington burning me like a hot coal.

Don't be discouraged.

You'll get us out.

You bet I'll get you out! Come on,

Ainger. Women and children first.

Come on, Montague.

Mrs. Mardick.

And tonight, I have some playing

cards I use for solitaire...

One club.

Spade.

This does make you forget the

danger and everything, doesn't it?

I'm so glad I thought of it.

Oh!

Just monkey.

Your bid. Oh, I'm sorry.

A club and a spade were

bid. Yes, yes. Two clubs.

I pass.

I'll save you, Ainger.

Two spades.

I pass. Content.

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