Escape Me Never Page #3

to marry Caryl Dubrok.

No, darling.

You couldn't possibly.

The fellow's a scoundrel.

We're leaving Venice at once.

It's just as well.

One can't trust it.

You know, the whole idea of fetching

a train in a boat is ridiculous.

I can't get used to it.

How are you?

Fenella, I...

What's happening? Are

your parents going away?

Yes. And I'm going with them.

You're what?

Fenella, come along.

I can't marry you, Caryl.

But why not?

Because of Gemma.

Gemma? Gemma?

But who is Gemma?

Ask Professor Heinrich.

Fenella, please wait a moment.

Really, I don't know any Gemma.

I've never even heard of such a person.

You've got to believe me.

Fenella...

Look, Professor, I don't know any Gemma.

I've never even heard of such a person.

You've got to believe me.

I do.

The trouble is

the Macleans prefer

to believe Gemma.

That's why they are taking

their daughter out

to the Dolomites.

The parents would have

objected to you in any case.

They don't like musicians.

Musicians are not practical.

They don't make money.

Fenella doesn't care

about money.

Rich people

are always saying that,

but they don't

really mean it.

Which way, Signore?

Diritto.

Diritto? Bene.

Listen.

Oh, it's an original tune

and rather diverting.

Why, that's one of

my father's things,

and that

concertina's mine.

It is your concertina?

Yes. I loaned it to

Sebastian in Milan last year.

Don't you see?

That must be

my brother Sebastian

playing the concertina up there.

Gondolier, stop.

The music's coming

from that upper window,

the one with the white rags

hanging out over the ledge.

Your so-called white rags are

baby napkins, my young friend.

What do you mean?

They're Gemma's.

Gemma, huh?

Piccolo, there is positively

no boy soprano part

in this composition,

so shut up!

Thank you.

I knew it.

Oh, hello.

Look here, Sebastian-

I'm glad you dropped in.

There's something

I want you to hear.

I've got something

I want you to hear.

Listen.

You've upset my applecart

again, haven't you?

Have I? It must be

a very poorly balanced

applecart to upset so easily.

Besides, how could I?

I haven't seen you since Milan.

Do you know a girl named Gemma?

Also, her brat.

He's a cute little

fella, isn't he?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, no, thanks.

I create music.

It's Gemma's.

Would you be so kind as

to explain who Gemma is?

Certainly. I found her wandering around

in the streets one day,

sort of starving

and so on, you know,

so I thought the only humane thing to do

was to take her in, so I did.

Very noble of you.

It certainly was,

considering the state of my finances.

Uh, by the way-

Not a lira.

Loaning you money is like

feeding straws to a fire.

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