Donovan's Reef Page #4

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Will you please take me ashore?

All right, Sam. Head for the beach.

Mr. Eu, I do not believe this is the

proper time to meet the very wealthy

and marriageable Miss Dedham.

- Get in.

- Hey, the dame's all wet.

And so are you.

This gentleman

is from Massachusetts, also.

- One of the Gilhooleys from Fall River.

- Fascinating.

Ain't I met you some place before?

Pango-Pango?

Hong Kong, huh?

I have not had the pleasure

of meeting you in Pango-Pango,

Hong Kong, nor Fall River.

Please drive on.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, ma'am.

How much did you say she was worth

according to Dun and Bradstreet?

$18 million.

18? Well, always my lucky number.

Wait here.

Show legs, please?

Very pretty. Very pretty.

- You've got a nerve!

- Wear this until you're dry.

Then here's a dress.

- No, thanks.

- No sale.

Please take me to a hotel.

You'll sleep at your father's place,

or on the beach.

My father lives here?

Sure. Any complaints?

- What is that building?

- It's your father's hospital.

He built it... if you're interested.

Miss Dedham,

this is Yoshi and Koshi.

You'd better get out of those

wet clothes. Give her a hot bath.

I'm quite capable

of giving instructions to servants.

I'm quite sure you are. I'll go

down to the beach and get your bag.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Hey, there!

Whoa, son!

Looks like we'll have to face the music.

Sorry we woke you up.

I know this will sound fishy,

but the kid forgot his Stan Musial cap.

- His what?

- My cap, that Stan the Man sent me.

- He said he couldn't sleep without it.

- Hi.

- Hi, Luki.

- Hello, Luki.

Hi, Koshi. Hi, Yoshi.

I bet you've never seen me up this late.

Pipe down.

Is this child your son?

Oh... Yeah. He's... This is Luke.

Everyone calls me Luki.

And I have two sisters.

I bet they don't even know I'm out, huh,

Uncle Guns? I mean, Papa Guns?

- What about your mother?

- Mother?

- She's dead.

- Oh, God, I wish I was in my own bed.

It's high time you were in bed.

- It's really none of my business, Mr.

- Donovan.

You should be ashamed,

taking a child out in a storm.

Taking him out? I've been chasing

him all over the island.

Would you like to sleep here?

In a real bed instead of the

hard old cot he makes me sleep on?

Why should you complain? I'm sleeping

in a hammock. I ought to belt you.

Really, Mr. Donovan,

must you bully everyone?

- Take him up to the big room.

- Sleep tight, Uncle Guns.

I intend to. Good and tight.

Mr. Donovan, why don't you go home?

Or go to that saloon of yours?

If you're a typical father,

I realise how grateful I am

never to have seen my own. Goodnight.

Mademoiselle Dedham.

Why are you here?

I slept here last night and I can come

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