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Young lady of leisure, eh?

Married?

No, but I could have been.

Many times.

Everybody wants to marry me.

Are you married?

No.

Good.

I'm glad somebody's happy about it.

Well, now help me down.

We got wet, didn't we?

Yes.

His Excellency is in the garden, efendi.

This way, efendi.

Ah, here we are.

How are you, sir?

My boy.

I'd have come to meet you myself but...

I had some business with the Viceroy

that couldn't wait.

What's happened to you?

I had a slight adventure.

Let me present my son.

Sir Malcolm Cameron.

Her Britanic Majesty's Consul General.

Don't get up, sir.

How are you?

I hope you'll pardon my appearance

but I seem to have fallen into the Mediterranean.

Don't tell me that Louis Napoleon

is so pressed for money

that he makes his diplomats

swim to their posts.

No, but we Frenchmen must do our swimming

in the Mediterranean

while we still have the chance.

Hm?

Before it becomes a British pond.

Young man, you'll be here watching.

Well, here's to a long stay.

And a successful one.

Well, a successful one anyway.

Thank you.

Well, I must be off.

Thanks for the drink, Mathieu.

I'll see you at the Viceroy's

reception tonight.

It's been a pleasure to meet you,

young man.

Thank you, Sir Malcolm.

So that's Sir Malcolm Cameron, eh?

Yes, do you know about him?

Only what everyone

in the Foreign Office knows.

That when England sets him

to watch the kettle

it means something important is brewing.

Right you are.

We must do our best to upset it.

Come, get out of these rags before

you take cold.

A diplomat with a sore throat

is about as useful

as a fiddle without strings.

Elle a de nouveau le costume de bain.

Toni! Toni!

Where are you?

Where have you been?

Running off without telling me.

Bad disciplice gives the army

a bad name.

Yes, grandfather.

Don't grandfather me.

I'm ranking sargeant of the Consulate detail

and I expect obedience.

Yes, Sargeant.

Look at this. Gray as a goose.

I spend all afternoon hunting for

the hair dye.

I hid it, grandfather.

I was afraid one of the men might see it.

Alors, bien, get it!

It's terrible. What must the army

think of us?

Where have you been?

Swimming with Mr de Lesseps.

What?

No, no, grandfather.

His son, the young one.

Hm?

Oh, he's so funny.

So polite.

I think I'll fall in love with him.

What?

The Consul General's son?

I forbid it, you understand?

This is an order.

Yes, grandfather.

Yes, who?

Yes, Sargeant.

Enchant.

Ah, Sir Malcolm. Delighted to see you.

Your Highness, another evening

to charm the memory

and ruin the figure.

Mathieu.

Malcolm.

How are you?

Alla wa Salaam ya sahibi.

Allah wa Salam ya kedive.

The presence of my good friend

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