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No, I mean the singer Adelina.

Oh, the Covent Garden woman.

Well Maria, there are voices...

and there are voices, that's

what I feel about yours.

Well your voice has a certain

rare quality... fortunately.

Thank you Maria.

What would you like me to sing?

That one about when you were 41.

What?

Oh you mean this one?

That's the fella.

Richard, instead of

standing there gaping

you could be upstairs

unpacking my suitcases.

All of them?

All of them, and put out my pyjamas.

Maria, what is your favourite colour?

Pink.

Put out my pink pyjamas.

Pink.

Play away Maria, but let

your music be only for me.

What have you been doing?

Putting out George's pink pyjamas.

They're coming. Let them find us

in a more romantic setting. Come.

They've both gone.

Idiot!

This is all your fault, stop them,

stop them. Why don't you do something?

Perhaps you'd like me swim out like a

dog and bring them both back in my teeth?

Bite him Manchu, bite him.

I warn you.

One move from that loathesome creature

and i'll hurl it into the water.

And I may not stop at her... him.

Maria, Maria.

Well?

Do boats ever come near this island?

Not for weeks on end.

Couldn't we signal to the mainland?

But how?

We could burn down the house.

You try.

That means you and I are alone here.

Yes and just think what people will say.

They'll say nothing. My

reputation will save you from that.

Your what?

My reputation as a man of taste.

Where are you going?

What are you going to do?

I'm going to my bed.

You needn't lock your door Maria.

Only the rain will want to come in.

George.

Maria.

Quiet Wislack.

Maria.

Darling George.

George. George.

George.

Richard. What ever's the matter?

Oh it's you Helen.

Oh I can't sleep at all.

I'm having such terrible dreams.

So am I. It's the haggis.

I want to go back.

So do I.

Get out, you, now!

George. George.

How do you do?

There's a man in my room.

Why?

She's not in her bed.

Ah, there they are.

So it was you breaking

into Maria's bedroom.

What are you doing with Maria?

And what are you doing in George's room.

I thought you had finished with him.

How dare you.

How dare I what?

Make after Maria.

I'm very fond of her.

I've very fond of him.

And that's grandmama and that's grandpapa.

And that's a picture of your

daddy taken on our honeymoon.

Honeymoon is when you go away

together after you are married.

Pardon me Lady Bristol,

haven't you made a mistake?

Oh I'm not Lady Bristol, and

I don't think I made a mistake.

You mean you married Richard?

That's right.

But what happened to George?

Whom did he marry in the end?

You'd be surprised.

You're joking.

Believe me, it's no joke.

George.

Coming darling.

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