Here Is My Heart Page #4

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come over here

and think

they can buy up our

most personal treasures.

I understand

this one made his money

in some fantastic activity

called crooning.

On the other hand,

take this waiter.

What a charming

apology he made for

appearing without a tie.

You can

see for yourselves

that he has instinctively

a thousand times the

breeding of this

Jones person.

Are your ears red!

Nicki!

Sorry, darling.

Well, even at the risk

of paying myself

a compliment,

I shouldn't dream

of contradicting

Her Highness.

You see?

Uh-huh!

Soup.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Your Highness!

Your Highness, I must

apologize for the waiter.

Waiter?

Yes.

But we've never

been better served.

In fact,

I'd like this waiter

assigned to us regularly.

Yes, Your Highness.

Pepper! Pepper! Ah!

Let me explain to you in

a clear, cold, calm,

reasonable way.

I shall

tell them that you,

that you have disappeared.

Oh, that the police

is after you.

Oh, no, you won't.

I'm going to keep

right on being

their waiter.

She's a princess,

you know.

Yes, I know,

and it's too bad,

'cause there's really

a swell girl underneath

all that Highness stuff.

I'm going to

stick around.

Monsieur Jones.

It will cost me my job.

Oh.

All right,

I'll buy the hotel.

Buy the...

Yes, I'll take it over

tomorrow. Any objections?

Sold!

Waiter! Fish!

You see?

You're keeping

me from my work.

Now, what was

that amount again,

last week's unpaid bills?

Thank you.

400,030 francs, sir.

And this week's?

Come in.

Five hundred and

sixty-two thousand.

Oh, fine.

Bigger and better.

Ah, good morning,

Mr. Jones.

Oh, good morning.

I've just been auditing

the books of your,

I mean, my hotel.

Oh.

I seem to be

my only paying guest.

I'm very sorry,

monsieur, but...

You're sorry? Oh, yeah.

Don't people ever pay

their bills?

Oh, well,

the lower classes, sometimes.

The middle classes, always.

But the

upper classes,

monsieur, never!

Well, there are going

to be some slight changes.

From now on,

the richer, the quicker.

Make me out

an upper class list.

Including the Russians?

Yes, certainly.

Ah, monsieur,

but we must be careful.

You cannot offend royalty.

No, you probably can't. But...

Let's make an effort anyhow.

Send them a bill immediately.

As you wish, monsieur.

Everything is ready, sir.

Right.

Ah, yes,

maybe I'd better see

if I can do that, huh?

Let's see now.

It goes thus and so.

And ta-voom. How's that?

Very good, monsieur.

Thanks awfully.

Boy, oh, boy,

is this good.

What a story!

I can see it now.

"Warbling Waiter

Outwits Royalty."

Quiet,

they'll hear you.

What's this,

Rough On Rats?

Get out of there.

Ah. "Poisons Princess

Purloins Pistol."

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