Father Goose Page #5

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There's a pretty fair moon tonight.

You got some special reason

for telling me that?

No, no, no. Only it'd be

better without a moon.

Why, Frank?

Well, Bundi's liable

to be occupied.

- With what, Frank?

- I didn't say it would be.

- Frank?

- Yes, Walter?

Kiss my foot, Frank.

If he leaves within the hour, he

should make Bundi just after dark.

But sir, you heard what he said.

He won't go to Bundi.

Frank!

Yes, Walter.

All those miles of open sea, a man

would need to keep warm, wouldn't he?

- Two bottles.

- All of them, Frank.

- Three.

- All of them, Frank.

- Five.

- All of them, Frank.

Got a pencil?

Number four is ten yards west

of the shack under a mango.

All right.

Five is 30 paces from

there, due north,

in a stunted palm.

Just a second. Slow down.

Number six is...

Perry?

- Who are you?

- I... I asked you first.

- Where's Perry?

- Who's Perry?

Perry. The man who lives here.

I buried him.

He was dead.

I found him here.

A Japanese plane must

have attacked the house.

- How did you get here?

- I...

Duck.

They've passed by before.

I think they are landing on

the other side of the island.

What makes you think that?

Well, I saw them.

If you want to look,

there's a place over there.

Why would I do a

silly thing like that?

Let's get out of here.

Do you have a boat?

No, I walked.

Come on.

Come on, we're leaving now.

Look out. Come on, look out.

Just, er... just...

What? What are all those?

As you can see,

they're young ladies.

Now listen, Miss

whatever your name is.

- Oh, Freneau, Catherine Freneau.

- Charmed. Now suppose you tell me...

- What is your name?

- Eckland.

- How do you do?

- How do you do? Now...

I don't what this is all about but...

Please, Miss...

I don't believe it. Miss? Mi...

Ssshh!

Where is your boat?

I can't see it.

Lady, it's right where we're standing.

If you spit, you'd sink it.

Oh dear.

Oh well,

I suppose we'll just have to manage.

Come on, girls, into the boat.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold it.

Everybody settle down.

- You don't think they'll all fit in that?

- All right, Mr Eckland.

Which ones do you suggest

we leave behind?

You decide. I'll

leave it to you.

It's suicide.

Would you stand a better

chance without me?

Naturally.

Very well.

Well, I suggest you

leave immediately.

Well, that's very decent of you.

You're a very good sport. Thank you.

Now, the rest of

you, snap it up.

Jenny, you're the smallest.

Sit in the back.

You'll be out of the way.

Do you mind, lady? This is

my boat, such as it is.

If anyone's going to sink her, it'll be me.

I'll seat them.

You sit in the back.

That's right.

Give it to me. Let go.

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