[disinterestedly] Miss Price.
NoóI mean your first name.
Eglantine...Eglantine... [He pushes the ladder upon which Miss Price is standing along the rail, startling her.] Oh, how you shine!
[reading from the book she has found at last] Ah! "Substitutiary locomotion. The ancient art of..." [She reads for a few moments in a whisper.] Ah! Here we are: "The spell which creates this force is five mystic words. These words areó" [She pauses incredulously, and turns over the tattered leaves of the book.] ...But the rest of the book is missing!
Now you see why I closed down the college.
I will cause the bed and all its occupants to disappear.
Disappear? I'd like to see a cheap jack entertainer do a trick like that.
Cheap jack entertainer. Now that was naughty.
That's my nightgown!
Is it really, my dear?
Yes, and I'm not responsible for its behavior.
Obviously not, my dear.
Colonel, how would you feel about being turned into a nice white rabbit?
Be quiet, please.
Paul, kindly fetch me my notebook from my office.
[The officers restrain Paul in much commotion. Miss Price stands up, points at the Colonel, but cannot remember the correct words to the incantation.]
Filigree, apogee, epigee...!
That's not a rabbitóthat's Mr. Browne, that is!
If you are Mr. Browne, would you kindly get down off my lap?
Who do you think you are, the Queen of Sheba?
Hurt your foot, Miss Price?
Oh, just twisted my ankle.
Sorry to hear that.
Thank you. It's nothing serious.
Lovely weather for flying last night.
Why did you say that, Charles?