The Mikado Page #4

come from a ladies' seminary #

# Freed from its genius tutelary #

# Three little maids from school #

# Three little maids from school #

# One little maid is a bride, Yum-Yum #

# Two little maids in attendance come #

# Three little maids is the total sum #

# Three little maids from school #

# From three little maids

take one away #

# Two little maids remain, and they #

# Won't have to wait very long

they say #

- # Three little maids from school #

- # Three little maids from school #

# Three little maids who all unwary

come from a ladies' seminary #

# Freed from its genius tutelary #

# Three little maids from school #

# Three little maids from school ##

At last, me bride that is to be.

Oh, but you're not going to kiss

me before all these people?

Well, that was the idea.

- It seems odd, doesn't it?

- It's rather peculiar.

Oh, I expect it's all right.

Must have a beginning, you know.

Well, of course.

I know nothing about these things.

But I've no objection...

if it's usual.

Oh, it's quite usual...

I think.

Eh, Lord Chamberlain?

I have known it done.

Thank goodness that's over.

- Nanki-Poo!

- Oh, Nanki-Poo!

- I'm so glad! - I haven't

seen you for ever so long!

I've come home for good.

And I'm not going back anymore!

I beg your pardon,

but will you present me?

Oh, this is the gentleman -

One at a time, please.

If you please. He is the gentleman

who used to play so beautifully on the -

Oh, on the, uh - on the -

On the Marine Parade.

Oh, sir, I have the misfortune

to love your ward Yum-Yum.

Oh, I know I deserve your anger.

You -

Anger? Not a bit, my boy.

Why, I love her myself.

Charming little girl, isn't she?

Pretty eyes, nice hair.

Taking little thing altogether.

Very glad to hear my opinion

backed by a competent authority.

Thank you very much. Good-bye.

Take him away.

Oh!

Yum-Yum!

Oh, at last we're alone.

I've sought you night and day

for three weeks...

with the belief that your guardian

was beheaded.

But now I find that you're about

to be married to him this afternoon.

Yes.

But you do not love him?

No.

Oh, why don't you refuse him?

What good would that do?

He is my guardian,

and he wouldn't let me marry you.

Besides, a wand'ring minstrel who plays

a wind instrument outside teahouses...

is hardly a fitting husband for

the ward of the Lord High Executioner.

Oh, but...

what if it should prove

that after all I am no musician?

There! I was certain of it,

directly I heard you play.

Oh, it -

But what if it should

prove that I am...

...the son of His

Majesty the Mikado?

- The son of the Mikado?

- Oh! Shh, shh, shh!

But why is Your Highness disguised?

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