Fanny Page #4

Marius was off to, and, uh...

Shh!

Do you want the

whole port to know

You're chasing that

good-for-nothing bartender?

Ha!

The whole port's known

it for a long time.

Only Marius is in the dark.

You watch your

step, young lady.

Oh, uh, just a few

minutes ago, Panisse

Asked for the honor

of speaking to me

On a very crucial subject.

You can guess what it's about?

Yes, I can guess.

When he does come

to speak to me,

I think I should be

wearing something

A little more...

Kee-kee... seductive.

Also, I'd like to do a little

something with my hair.

So you watch the store.

Oh, but this is my birthday.

You said I could have

the whole day off.

How was I to know

Panisse would be pick

Your birthday to

propose marriage to me?

Oh!

Mama, are you sure this

is what he has in mind?

It's what I have in mind.

Hm, hm.

So what chance has poor Panisse?

Mm, hm.

This time I saw that

look in his eye.

It was as close

to passion as you

Can expect from

a man of his age.

Never too late,

too late for love!

Never too late for love!

A square rigger!

Look at the cut of her sails!

What's it being used

for now, a training ship?

No.

She's going on a

scientific expedition.

A sailing boat?

Oh, yes.

It has to be, to

study winds and tides.

She's coming slowly

around the world.

Think of it.

Five years under sail.

Five years, Dunkirk,

Madagascar...

The isles beneath the winds.

The isles

beneath the wind!

Has he really been

to those places?

No.

His mother didn't want her

little boy to go to sea.

And look at the result.

You will meet the

first mate tonight.

The sailors will do anything

for me, if they meet some girls.

I want to be on that ship.

I want to be on that ship.

You will, Marius.

You will.

You'll get away from here!

Honorine, Panisse is here!

Come on up.

Come on up!

Mm.

Ah!

Oh, Panisse, come in.

Come in!

Cockerels!

Could I offer you

a glass of wine?

You could.

Ha, ha.

I just concluded a deal

for a full set of sails

At an outrageous price.

And I'd like to drink a

toast to my shrewdness.

That calls for two toasts!

One, to your genius.

And one to our great

happiness to together.

Ha, ha.

You said, to our great

happiness together?

By that, do you mean that

you intend to come and live

With Fanny and me,

after we are married?

You would be... you

would be welcome, of course.

You mean, it's not me you want?

It's Fanny?

Oh!

Um, well, she's 40

years younger than you.

Well, yes, but that

is not my fault.

Oh, I admit, um, I

am no spring chicken.

But I also admit that,

uh, I have 600,000 francs.

Hm.

My poor Panisse.

Nightgowns have no pockets.

I'm speaking for your own good.

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