daughters will adore us And they'll sing in grateful chorus 'Well done Sister Suffragette'' Being that as it may, I do not wish to offend, but I-- From Kensington to Billingsgate one hears the restless cries From every corner of the land womankind arise Political equality and equal rights with men Take heart for Mrs Pankhurst has been clapped in irons again No more the meek and mild subservients we We're fighting for our rights militantly Never you fear If I may have a word, Mrs Banks. - So cast off the shackles of yesterday - Mrs Banks! And shoulder to shoulder into the fray Our daughter's daughters will adore us And they'll sing in grateful chorus - 'Well done'' - Mrs Banks. - 'Well done'' - Mrs Banks. - 'Well done, Sister Suf--'' - Mrs Banks! - What is it, Katie Nanna? - Mrs Banks, I have something to say to you. - Where are the children? - The children, madam... to be precise, are not here. They've disappeared again. Katie Nanna, this is really too careless of you. Doesn't it make the third time this week? The fourth, madam. And I for one have had my fill of it. I'm not one to speak ill of the children, but-- Oh, please, when do you expect them home? I really couldn't say. And now if you'd be good enough to compute my wages, I'll-- Oh, gracious, Katie Nanna! You're not leaving? What will Mr Banks say? He's going to be cross enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You know how the cause infuriates Mr Banks. Yes, ma'am. Katie Nanna, I beseech you. Please reconsider. Think of the children. Think of Mr Banks. He was just beginning to get used to you. Posts, everyone! Four, three, two, one. Fire! -Katie Nanna, I do beseech you-- -My wages, if you please. Bit early tonight, aren't you, Admiral? Nonsense. Bang on the dot, as usual. How are things in the world of finance? Never better. Money's sound. Credit rates are moving up, up, up. And the British pound is the admiration of the world. - Good man. - How do things look from where you stand? Bit chancy, I'd say. The wind's coming up and the glass is falling. - Don't like the look of it. - Good, good, good. Banks, shouldn't wonder if you weren't steering into a nasty piece of weather. Banks! Do you hear me? Hello, Katie Nanna. That must be heavy. Allow me. Hmph! What a very pretty hat. I feel a surge of deep satisfaction Much as a king astride his noble steed Thank you. When I return from daily strife to hearth and wife How pleasant is the life I lead - Dear, it's about the children. - Yes, yes, yes. I run my home precisely on schedule At 6:0 1 I march through my door My slippers, sherry and pipe are due at 6:02 Consistent is the life I lead - George, they're missing. - Splendid. Splendid. It's grand to be an Englishman in 1 9 1 0 King Edward's on the throne It's the Age of Men I'm the lord of my castle The sovereign, the liege I treat my subjects, servants children, wife With a firm but gentle hand Noblesse oblige It's 6:03 and the heirs to my dominion Are scrubbed and tubbed and adequately fed And so I'll pat them on the head and send them off to bed Ah, lordly is the life I lead - Winifred, where are the children? - They're not here, dear. What? Well, of course they're here! Where else would they be? - I don't know, George. - You don't know? Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere. Very well. I'll deal with this at once. Give me the police ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Кто расскажет небылицу на английском - текст Сказка о потерянном времени на английском - текст Заваруха в городе на английском - текст Хоттабыч на английском - текст Бумер на английском |