Kind Hearts And Coronets Page #11

Pending receipt

of further instructions...

I will try to make you

reasonably comfortable in my quarters.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Your Grace, sir.

I assure you I have never been

more happy to be relieved of an official duty.

Poor Elliott.

If he had not insisted

on reading that abominable poem...

he would have had me neatly dangling at the end

of his rope before the news arrived.

- Huh.

- He was so looking forward to it.

I understand, Your Grace,

from the men on duty outside...

that a large crowd

awaits your leaving.

Having robbed them

of the pleasure of my death...

the least I can do

is to let them see me alive.

Including, by the way,

not only Her Grace, the duchess...

but also Mrs. Holland.

Oh.

How does the song go?

"How happy could I be with either...

were tother dear charmer away. "

- Oh.

- Well, good-bye.

Good-bye, Your Grace.

"How happy could I be with either...

were tother dear charmer away. "

- Your Grace.

- Yes?

I represent the magazine Titbits...

by whom I'm commissioned

to approach you...

for the publication rights

of your memoirs.

My memoirs?

Oh, my memoirs.

My memoirs.

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