The Major and the Minor Page #5

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Teaching the young, my dear, to shoot.

Well, I'm glad to meet you.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Well, that's all cleared up.

You see? It's just like travelling

with your grandfather or your uncle.

Now to bed.

Oh, just a minute, Major.

Oh, no, no, Su-Su,

please don't call me Major.

Call me Uncle Phillip, hmm?

Do you have a nightie with you?

Yes, Uncle Phillip.

Well, then suppose you go in there

and get changed.

Do you really think so?

Why, sure.

And just sing out

if you have any trouble with your buttons.

Oh, I haven't had any button trouble

for a long, long time.

Anything wrong?

Stomach again?

How do you feel, Su-Su?

So-so.

Ouch!

Ouch!

I'm sorry.

Who's sorry?

I'm sorry.

Oh, hello, Su-Su. All right down there?

Well, it's just the lightning. It woke me up.

Just a minute.

What are you doing?

Fix that curtain for you.

Well, just a minute...

Oh, blast the dog-blasted contraption!

Of all the impractical, unworkable...

Ouch!

- I'm sorry, Su-Su.

- That's all right.

You know, you shouldn't be afraid

of thunder and lightning.

I'm not.

Of course you are. Every youngster is.

I was at your age.

Every time there was a storm at night,

I used to crawl in with my Aunt Jenny.

Remember, I'm only your niece.

Uh-oh. This is going to be a bad one.

Hold on tight.

Right here on Uncle's shoulder. That's better.

I wish you'd believe that I'm not a bit afraid.

Yes, you are. I can tell by your voice.

- Oh, please!

- You're in an absolute panic, child.

Don't you know

what causes thunder and lightning?

Electricity.

Why, nonsense. It's those dwarfs

doing a little bowling up there.

Little red-cheeked fellows with beards

having a good time.

Are you sure?

Hear that ball roll?

That was a strike. All ten pins. That's all it is.

What about lightning?

Lightning?

Well, that's when they light their pipes.

One of them must have set fire to his beard.

That's the girl.

Well, suppose we start putting you

back to sleep, hmm?

If you please.

Pretty soon,

those dwarfs are going to start back home,

climbing over a big white fence.

There goes one now! You see him?

Yeah, but he's a little blurry.

Well, if you look too hard,

you can't see them at all.

There goes another one and another.

- Five dwarfs, six dwarfs...

- You're cheating.

The fifth one never got over

because he caught his pants on a picket.

All right, so the sixth one helped him,

and they're both over.

- Seven dwarfs.

- Seven dwarfs.

- Eight dwarfs.

- Eight dwarfs.

- Nine dwarfs.

- Nine dwarfs.

Ten dwarfs.

Twenty dwarfs.

Twenty-one dwarfs.

A hundred dwarfs.

A hundred and thirty dwarfs.

A hundred and thirty-one dwarfs.

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