Tarzan and His Mate Page #5

Just to remind the number one boy

that there's a number two?

And possibly a number three.

But on the other hand...

there are no other women here

to make a fool of my number one boy.

- Yes, I've noticed the scarcity of women.

- That's not very flattering to me.

Meeting you

is what made me conscious of it.

Like a hungry man

outside a restaurant window.

- Don't you miss the fun you used to have?

- I have fun.

Those June nights in England,

Murray's Club at Maidenhead.

- Moonlight on the Thames?

- Dance.

A glass of champagne...

sitting with real people

and listening to the music.

Real people. I wonder.

Well, at least the men are civilized.

- Does that make them any better?

- For women.

Men never get a proper sense of values

until they've been about a bit.

Look at Cheetah.

There's your civilization for you.

Come on, where's your vanity?

Wouldn't you like

to get all dressed up again?

Not that I have any complaints

on that score.

Why, I had this specially designed for me.

You haven't completely lost

your interest in clothes?

- What woman ever does?

- No smart one.

Good. Come along.

Why, Harry? What is it?

- Harry's got a surprise for you.

- Surprise?

You wait and see.

They're lovely!

- I'm glad you like them.

- Like them?

Harry, they're gorgeous!

- You are a darling!

- Give me a little credit.

I shopped all over Paris

to get them for you.

Look at this little thing.

It isn't much bigger

than a postage stamp, is it?

But it's smart.

You look like the Jane Parker

I used to know.

Makes me feel like her.

- Not much good for climbing trees.

- Not much.

These are rather sheer, I think.

Give them to me.

There's no jungle flower

with a perfume like this.

Eyebrow pencil, lipstick...

Indelible. Doesn't come off

when you're kissed.

I brought all the allurements.

For two bachelors, you seem to know

a great deal about what women wear.

I've done my share of shopping.

Lovely.

Well, now I'd better find a dress.

This one is the same color...

as the one you wore that night

at the dance at Mrs. Cutten's.

How sweet of you to remember.

The effect seems to be

to promise to show something...

that's never quite shown.

- It's lined.

- They're like that now.

- They are?

- Yes, London's gone leg-conscious.

I'm glad you haven't.

I like you just as you are.

How styles have changed, haven't they?

I wouldn't have believed it possible

in such a short time.

I probably wouldn't know

how to wear this anyway.

- Try it on.

- Yes, we'll clear out of your boudoir.

A gramophone?

Are we going to have music?

These records are four months old,

but they'll probably be new to you.

I'm going to try these on.

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