Her Highness and the Bellboy Page #4

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Oh! Oh,

how do you do?

Will you come this way, please?

Veronica?

Hmm?

Now that we're here, why are we?

To see America...

And the Americans.

All the Americans or just one?

So I'm right, I'm afraid.

Yes, you are right.

I do want to see him again.

Veronica, don't do it-

for your sake and his.

It can lead nowhere.

You know that.

Besides, by now, he'll

be married and fat...

Fat?

Yes, and he'll have

an appalling wife

and a great many

repulsive children.

In 6 years?

6, 16, or 60, married or single,

he was not suitable then,

and he's not suitable now.

You're still a royal

Princess, a future queen,

and he? Bah!

He's still a nobody.

So?

So I'm going to see him.

Veronica?

Yes?

Has it occurred to you

that he may not want to see you?

Excuse myself, please.

Your highness, I was

asked to give you these

as soon as could be.

Who sent them?

On here it says from whom.

Put them down, please.

Oh... they're

from zoltan.

How like zoltan.

Where is baron faludi?

Where? He is, uh...

Where he was... maybe.

Excuse myself, please.

You like zoltan, don't you?

Yes.

Then why don't you marry him?

Oh, because...

Because he's zoltan.

We'd all be so pleased

the whole family.

Oh, bother the whole family.

It is the royal wish

of his majesty the king.

Oh, bother uncle Freddy

and his royal wishes.

Do you know what

I'm going to do?

What?

Go for a walk.

My dear Veronica, I wish

you'd consider very seriously

what I've said about zoltan.

Yes, I will.

He's suitable in every way,

and he's mad about you.

Oh, I'm sure he means

every other word he says.

I mean every word, Veronica.

Every word I say to you,

I mean from the bottom

of my heart.

But you're not here.

You're in Budapest.

I can fly, even if I'm not an angel.

My dear countess.

My dear baron.

Uh... how was your trip? Did

you find the ocean amusing?

Oh, uh... aunt Zoe will

tell you all about it

while I'm taking my walk.

Thank you for the flowers.

And now, if you'll

excuse me-

uh, I'll walk with you.

You stay and amuse aunt Zoe.

But you shouldn't walk alone.

But I'm going to.

My dear Veronica,

the lobby's crawling with

journalists with cameras.

Then I'm going to

leave the hotel

without being recognized.

I'll find a way.

Good-bye.

Oh!

I'm so glad that you're here.

I only hope you're in time to stop her

from doing something

very foolish.

What?

I think she wants to go native.

Hiya, babe.

Hiya, babe.

Hiya, babe.

Hiya, babe.

I beg your pardon?

Look at me.

There. Ain't I

something?

Indeed, you are.

Then how's about a kiss?

No, thank you.

The pleasure would be mutual.

Albert!

What a way to act.

Huh? Oh, yeah, ain't

it? But what a babe.

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