Charley's Aunt Page #4

WE WERE ONLY JOKING.

DON'T WORRY, BABBS. WE WON' LET YOU DOWN. YOU BETTER NOT.

THE LAST TIME:

I WAS RUSTICATED,

MY FAMILY KEPT ME IN NEW

ZEALAND FOR TWO YEARS.

IF IT HAPPENS AGAIN, I'LL BE A

SHEEPHERDER THE REST OF MY LIFE.

SHEEPHERDER.

COME IN!

BEG PARDON, MILORD.

I'VE JUST COME FROM MR.

WIGGINS WITH YOUR COSTUME.

IT'S READY TO TRY ON. I'LL DO

IT RIGHT AWAY. NOW SEE HERE.

YOU CAN START LAYING THE LUNCHEON

TABLE AT ANY TIME, BRASSETT.

YES, SIR.

AND BRASSETT-

- FETCH ME SIX-PENNY WORTH OF

HAIRPINS. - HAIRPINS, MILORD?

HAIRPINS.

VERY GOOD, MILORD.

TAKE IT OUT OF THAT HALF CROWN

I GAVE YOU THIS MORNING.

YES, MILORD.

BEG PARDON, SIR.

COME IN!

DON'T SHOUT AT ME, SON. I'M

BRINGING YOU YOUR ALLOWANCE.

DAD!

HOW ARE YOU, JACK?

SPLENDID, SIR. CHARLEY,

I WANT YOU TO MEET MY DAD.

DAD, THIS IS CHARLEY WYKEHAM.

HOW DO YOU DO, SIR FRANCIS?

HELLO, WYKEHAM.

WELL, I'LL RUN ALONG.

I'LL BE IN MY ROOMS

IF YOU WANT ME, JACK.

GOOD-BYE, SIR FRANCIS.

GOOD-BYE, WYKEHAM.

I SAY, YOU ARE

A HANDSOME DEVIL.

NOT BAD FOR 51, EH? NO

ONE WOULD EVER BELIEVE IT-

GOOD-LOOKING, CHARMING,

DEBONAIR.

NO NEED GOING ON, JACK. YOUR

CHECK'S ALREADY MADE OUT.

YOU KNOW, DAD, I DON' SEE HALF ENOUGH OF YOU.

I WISH I COULD AFFORD

CIGARS LIKE THESE.

WELL, CAN'T YOU?

NO.

NOW THAT I'VE COME INTO

THE FAMILY TITLE,

I HAVE ALSO COME INTO

THE FAMILY DEBTS. DEBTS?

MM. YOU KNOW

- RED INK AND ALL THAT SORT OF THING.

I'M AFRAID, JACK,

FOR THE NEXT FEW YEARS...

WE'RE GOING TO BE KNOWN AS

CHARMING, EDUCATED, CULTURED PAUPERS.

WELL.

THAT RUINS ME WITH KITTY. HMM?

WHAT'S THAT? OH, NOTHING, NOTHING. I-

JUST THINKING ALOUD.

THERE'S ONE RAY

OF HOPE THOUGH. I-

I THINK I HAVE AN APPOINTMEN FOR YOU IN NEW ZEALAND.

NEW ZEALAND?

MM-HMM. WONDERFUL PLACE.

GREAT SHEEP-RAISING COUNTRY.

YES.

I'VE HEARD

ALL ABOUT IT.

SAY, DAD.

I'VE AN IDEA.

COULDN'T THIS ALL BE SETTLED

BY A WEALTHY MARRIAGE?

OH, NO. I RATHER DISLIKE

THAT SORT OF THING, JACK.

IF I WERE YOU-

LISTEN.

CHARLEY WYKEHAM'S AUNT,

DONNA LUCIA D'ALVADOREZ,

IS COMING HERE:

TO LUNCH TODAY.

SHE'S A WEALTHY WIDOW-

NO, DON'T DO IT, JACK.

I WOULDN'T ADVISE

YOUR MARRYING JUST FOR MONEY.

BUT NOT ME, DAD. YOU. ME?

OH, YOU YOUNG DEVIL.

I'LL GET ALONG, SON.

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME.

I WASN'T, SIR.

I'M AFRAID I WAS BEING

VERY SELFISH.

WHAT?

YOU SEE, DAD,

I'M IN LOVE-

FRIGHTFULLY, DEVASTATINGLY.

BUT WITHOUT ANY MONEY,

I HAVEN'T THE RIGHT.

WHAT'S SHE LIKE?

OH, SHE-

SHE'S LIKE THE STARS,

THE MOON AND THE SUN.

IS SHE NOW?

SOUNDS LIKE THE REAL THING.

IT IS, SIR.

I WAS GOING TO PROPOSE TO

HER AT LUNCH TODAY, BUT-

HOW ARE THE SHEEP

IN NEW ZEALAND?

PRETTY BAD.

RATHER SMELLY TOO.

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