Saratoga Trunk Page #6

on the step.

Oh, this is wonderful.

So very kind.

I don't know what

i should have done

if you hadn't appeared

like a shining knight.

Do people always stare

like this in america?

Well, when they have

someone like you to stare at.

I gather this is your

first visit to saratoga,

mrs. Du chenfrais.

C'est vrai?

I speak some french.

Oh, no, no!

That is, i read french

much better than i speak it.

Hey, you!

Your best suite of rooms

for madame la comtesse!

Did you say...

mr. Roscoe bean-

our head usher.

Your ladyship.

If you please, i wish to live in america

quietly and

democratically

simply as

mrs. Du chenfrais.

Your magnificent hotel

is exactly as

i knew it would be.

But your ladyship

- madame has been here before?

No. But my husband

le comte-the late comte.

Comte

du chenfrais.

I don't seem to recall. Was it recently?

Please, i rather we didn't

speak of him anymore.

I'm not yet fully recovered

from my bereavement.

If i may be allowed

to live here quietly.

Of course, of course. Incognito.

How well i remember when his

excellency, the marquis de-

i assure you

mrs. Du chenfrais

is not interested in his excellency,

but in her accommodations.

Of course, of course, accommodations.

Accommodations-

dear me.

But we have no

accommodations.

If madame had only

let us know in advance.

Perhaps one of

the other hotels?

Mrs. Du chenfrais,

no!

Tomorrow i can

let you have a suite

in one of the cottages in the rear.

I? At the rear?

That's preposterous!

You must accommodate

mrs. Du chenfrais.

Why, i, myself,

will give up my-

excuse me, ma'am...

but i couldn't help overhearing

what you were saying.

My name's maroon.

Clint maroon.

Really,

gentlemen, i...

no offense, ma'am.

Look here, you can't address

a lady you've never met.

Introduce us, then,

and make it legal.

I'm aiming to help

the little lady.

Mrs. Du chenfrais, may

i present colonel maroon?

Right glad to meet you,

ma'am.

I'm occupying three rooms

just to stretch my legs,

and you might as well

have a couple of them.

No, i wouldn't think of

turning you out of your rooms.

There's no sense of me

using all that space.

I'll go and get my things out,

and you can move in right now.

How good of you,

colonel, uh...

maroon. Clint maroon.

What a delightful name!

So american.

Texas, ma'am.

Texas? I should

love to see texas.

Play your cards right,

ma'am, and maybe you can.

Well, i'll mosey along

and be out in two shakes.

Oh, how can

i thank you?

I feel that we are

actually friends.

I'm happy to have

been of service.

I hope that your

dear mother's telegram

will soon be followed by her

company. Good-bye, mr. Van steed.

Oh, i'll see you

again soon,

since we're living

under the same roof.

Who is this gentleman,

your friend in the white hat?

He's the real figure

of an american. Who is he?

Maroon? Texas cattleman, i'm told.

Some such thing. But

he's no friend of mine.

Oh, a pity. In paris, he

would have been the rage.

Your mother didn't come,

bartholomew. What a disappointment.

Mrs. Bellop.

You're not playing a little

joke on us, are you, bart?

You didn't drive down to the depot

just to meet a certain somebody else?

I'm not obliged to

explain my behavior

to a lot of harpies

on a hotel piazza.

She's really lovely.

I tell you, i don't

even know the lady.

You must introduce me sometime.

I should love to meet her.

Raise those shades.

Mind that luggage.

I'll have a housekeeper

and chamber maids

up here immediately.

Nothing now,

thank you.

No maids.

I must rest.

Cupid, run down to see

if the trunks have come.

Well, it looks like this is

about all of my stuff, ma'am.

It's so kind of you,

mr. - Colonel maroon.

I feel quite guilty.

No call to at all.

Good day, ma'am.

Well, it looks like

we're going to be neighbors.

I'll lock the door on your

side, mrs. Du chenfrais.

Now, if you'll kindly lock it

on your side, colonel maroon.

It's a double lock,

you see. Both sides.

If there's anything

i can do for you-

if there's anything at all, mr.

Bean, i'll send for you at once.

Thank you so much. Now,

you will let me know if-

how are you, ma'am?

If you'd called me "ma'am"

down there once more,

i'd have screamed.

I sure would have admired

to hear you, ma'am,

only i'd have hated to

have you scare bart away.

How in sam hill you get

him eating out of your hand?

I'd discovered that mrs. Van

steed was safely in bar harbor

having a grandchild,

so i sent him a telegram

to meet me at the station.

And he came?

I signed it "mama."

Huh.

When i saw him sashaying

in acting like he owned you-

are you jealous-

you're durn tooting,

i'm jealous.

Just have to get

used to it, my darling.

We mustn't forget

why i'm here.

Send her away.

It was

a long train trip.

My poor child.

I didn't sleep not one

hour on that dreadful train.

Thinking up that

flashy entrance?

Ha ha! Clever,

wasn't it?

What did you come here for, anyway?

I was getting along

fine.

Did they get wise to you and

kick you out of new orleans?

You know very well why i came

here. Have i ever pretended?

No, but ain't you ever

gonna be satisfied?

Satisfied with what?

Some good jewelry?

Mama's made-over clothes?

Money enough to last me over

the summer if i'm careful?

I want respectability

and comfort and security!

We cannot get used

to each other, cheri.

Not too much. That would

be bad, n'est-ce pas?

Oh, very bad.

Ness pop.

It's no use arguing

with her, mr. Clint.

She's very tired.

She ought to go to sleep.

Oh, there are hundreds of things

i must know before i sleep.

Stop scowling like a cross

little boy and talk to me!

Peaches!

Peaches! Hey, you!

Peaches!

Hey, clio! Hold it!

You can't do that!

You can't do that!

Come here!

I want a peach!

I'm hungry!

Stop screaming

into the streets!

Here's cupidon!

He can go!

Quick, cupidon,

before the man is gone!

Hey, you little

soldier!

Bring me

some champagne.

Fresh peaches bobbing

in a glass of champagne!

That's the way mama

used to drink it in paris!

Peaches! Peaches!

Mrs. Bellop, i looked

it up in burke's peerage.

There's no

du chenfrais.

Of course there isn't.

Burke's peerage is english,

and she's french.

Oh, good morning,

little man.

How long have you been with the

countess, and where did you come from?

Oh, so i'm

a fat old sow, am i?

Merci bien!

That's the way

i love it. Mmm.

Cozy and everyone near me...

and things stirring.

Take a little sip, cheri.

Just a little sip.

It's heavenly.

Peaches

in champagne?

That's no drink

for a man.

Don't be like that.

Tell me everything.

Tell me about

these men...

these rich,

respectable old men

who sit and rock

on that huge piazza.

If it's bart van steed

you have on your mind,

he's gonna be too busy

to bother about you, honey.

I heard yesterday

they're out to get him.

Why? How? When?

Van steed owns a railroad

between albany and binghamton,

right up here

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