Horse Feathers Page #6

You stay after school.

But I didn't do anything.

I know, but there's no fun

keeping him after school.

Now, we'll have no more interruptions.

According to von Steinmetz,

the eminent physiologist, a group of

phagocytes...

According to von Steinmetz,

the eminent physiologist, a group of

er, phagocytes...

According to von...

According to von Steinmetz...

According to von Steinmetz, a group

of white phagocytes is present.

And they are essential

to prolonging life.

My left wing has been turned,

my rear end has been cut off.

But I'll fight it out on these lines...

They got me!

Hello.

Oh, it's you, Frank.

Why, of course,

I'd love to have you come over.

Alright, I'll be expecting you then.

Goodbye, darling.

Who are you calling "darling"?

- Frank Wagstaff, the professor's son.

I didn't tell you to fall for him,

just to find out about his team.

He says Huxley will win.

I've got my bankroll bet on Darwin,

and I'm taking no chances.

Before the game starts

I'll have the Huxley signals.

Down the hatch and on my way.

See you later.

Bye, dear.

Are you still here.

- I just came in.

What do you mean, am I still here?

- I mean, are you hear already?

I shouldn't be here. The old man

gave me a terrible bawling out.

Don't worry about him,

he'll never know you were here.

How about a little drink?

- Alright, I'll get you one. - Please!

Are you Miss Bailey?

Come, come, one of us is!

- I'm Miss Bailey, and who are you?

I'm Prof. Wagstoff. Who are you?

- Miss Bailey!

Then you are Miss Bailey.

Thought you could fool me.

You've got to give my son up.

- Give him up?

He's all I've got, apart from

a picture of George Washington.

But... - Lies! He's a shell of his

former self, which nobody can deny.

I tell you you're ruining him.

Did he tell you that you have

beautiful eyes? - Why, yes.

Told me that, too. Tells everyone!

I could sit on your lap all day

if you didn't stand up.

Quick, get out! That door.

I don't want any ice.

Who was that? - The ice man.

- You can't pull the wool over my ice.

The ice man leaves me cold.

Here you are...

- So, I caught you at last.

You are fooling around with her.

Oh, the shame of it.

A son taking a dame from his father.

- Dad... - Enough, get out of here!

I'll settle with this woman, then

we'll have you to dinner. Let's go.

Follow me.

Be a lamp in the window

for my wandering boy.

Where were we?

Oh yes, I was on your lap.

And doing pretty well, as I recall it.

Hurry, get out! Hurry!

And remember, stay undercover.

- I've more students in the college.

You dropped your ice.

I don't want any ice!

- Neither do I.

Now do you want any ice?

- No!

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