Laughter in Paradise Page #9

Today I might have claimed a fortune.

But I can't.

Alright, Ethel...

What are YOU doing here?

I thought I'd just walk round and see you.

Why?

I wondered if maybe you'd be so kind

as to come and have a meal with me.

Why?

Call it a Celtic conscience.

I know you sacrificed a lot

to put my girl on her feet.

Yes... a fortune.

Though if you've any ideas

about claiming that 1,000...

No... good gracious, no...

I've freights of money...

and nobody to spend it on but myself.

You know it's a gloomy discovery to make...

but there's not a soul in the world

that wants to dine with me.

Won't you help me out?

Please.

Is there any reason why I should?

None whatsoever.

Ethel!...

I shan't be in to dinner tonight.

Thank you!

The deceased left a sealed letter

with instructions that it should not be

opened or read

until you had all completed your tasks.

I will now proceed to read it.

I trust that you've all gained something

from the tasks I set you...

apart from the material consideration involved...

I have always been a practical joker...

but practically all my jokes

have had some practical intent...

What a complicated sentence!

As the one who failed, I'd like to say at once

how deeply grateful I am to my brother

for giving me a measure of happiness

I never dreamt of finding in this world.

Well now, cousin Agnes,

I'd like to second that.

True, I win my fortune, but I also

benefitted enormously.

In other ways.

Here! Here!... I feel a new man too!

Well, jolly good luck to you all.

But I don't mind saying that the cash

is my one consolation.

And knowing my dear wife...

well that's not going to last very long.

If I might be able to continue, please.

I sincerely hope that you've all gained

a little something

for now comes the biggest joke of all...

I died, flat b...

Flat...

Not... broke?!

Broke... that's it... flat broke!

There isn't a penny for any of you.

Good.

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