all this war business is over. I see. And then, perhaps, I shall realize my fondest dream- Eglantine and Emelius, illusionists extraordinary. Just think how that'll look on the poster, huh? Uh, the children are going to miss you. - You really think they will? - Yes. Well, I shall miss you- all of you. If I don't go now, you might never get rid of me. Good-bye, Carrie. Must you really go? Yes, I- I think it's best for everybody. Good-bye, Paul. I still think you should be our father. Good-bye, Charlie. - Do you want me to come down to the station with you? - No. No, you stay here and look after everybody. - Good-bye, Miss Price. - Good-bye, Mr. Browne. No one to miss if he's gone too long No one to comfort if things go wrong That's how I want it to be Nobody's problems for me No one who needs me to ease his pain No one to call me his ball and chain Nobody's problems for me And that's how I choose it to be No troubles and strife in this life that I lead No tempers to humor No hungers to feed No one to warm when the winter's cold No one to pamper No hand to hold And that's how it always will be No Nobody's problems For me When is the next train to London, please? Lord bless you, sir. There ain't no train. Nothin' 'til milk job, 4:00 a. m. tomorrow morning. - Mind if I waited here? - You suit yourself. Good night, sir. Good night. Out you go, Cosmic. Hello? Hello! Hello! Hello? Emelius Browne, do you know you could be warm and cozy... in that house at this very moment? For once in your useless life, you really seem to have been needed. You're a failure, Emelius Browne, and a coward. No, fraulein, this is not the invasion. Just a little exercise. A minor raid to induce panic and to spread a little mischief. When you English get it through your head... that the German forces can land at will whenever and wherever we please, perhaps you will consider a reasonable peace. Not bloody likely! Go on, Miss Price. Do it to him. I must say, it's very tempting. Colonel, how would you feel about being turned into a nice, white rabbit? I said, how would you feel about being turned into a nice, white rabbit? Be quiet, please! Filigree, Apogee, Epigee- Not again! Your memory, Miss Price. Charles, would you kindly fetch my notebook from the workroom, please? Righto. Let go of that child this instant! Silence! Fraulein, we have work to do. I am sorry, but I must send all of you someplace... where you will no longer be a nuisance. As the words sell the tune And the moonbeams the moon All I need to succeed in my plan Is a champion rare With a flourish and a flair Oh. Eglantine. Where's the spell for rabbits? Easiest of all, she says. Confound it. Can't women ever learn to file things properly? Ah, here it is. "Filigree, Apogee, Pedigree, Perigee". That's it. Filigree... Apogee, Pedigree, Perigee. Now, come along, my boy. Just for once in your life, you've got to believe in something. That's it. Good lad. Filigree, Apogee, Pedigree, Perigee. Now, what's the use of putting the children and me in that drafty castle? It's quite chilly, you know. Because, fraulein, the colonel believes when the British female decides to become a nuisance, she can become the greatest nuisance in the world. And I'm inclined to agree with him. You need a lesson in manners, Sergeant. If I only had my notebook, I'd make certain you'd learn a few. Jumpin'Jehoshaphat! MoreJerries. - Take it easy, can't you? - Try holding your breath. I am holding it. We could strip him down and grease him with soap. No, it's no good. He can't do it. I could've told you that in the first place. If we can't get Paul out to give the alarm, we'll just have to think of something else. - What about that spell that makes things move about? - Oh, but I need weapons. How 'bout all these things? I'm afraid they're a bit ancient. Where did ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Готов! на английском - текст Буйно помешанные на английском - текст Дни затмения на английском - текст Злодей на английском - текст Это случилось однажды ночью на английском |