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All ready for the park, Uncle Bill?

Oh, your uncle won't be coming, Jody. He's busy with Miss Sissy.

We do not put on our roller skates until we reach the pavement.

Just run and hop?

None.

Okay.

I'm going to teach Mrs. Beasley how to roller skate today.

Want me to teach you, Mr. French?

No, thank you, Jody. I shall get sufficient exercise sitting on the park

feeding the pigeons.

Now, wait here, children, while I get my hat.

What's Uncle Bill doing over there with Sissy?

Let's go see.

You sure look funny sitting that way, Uncle Bill.

I feel funny, too.

Is that supposed to be Uncle Bill?

Uh -huh.

Doesn't look like Uncle Bill too much.

Buffy, it's going to look like him when I'm all through with him.

Susie? What?

Can I ask you something?

Uh -huh.

If that's supposed to be Uncle Bill, why are you drawing all those mountains?

Those happen to be the muscles on his arms.

Kaboom, kaboom.

I gotta see this.

Not yet, Uncle Bill. You can't see the caricature until I'm all through with

What's a crackature?

A caricature, Jody.

Well, it's just like any other picture, except it exaggerates certain features.

Like Uncle Bill has strong arms, so I'm putting extra big muscles on them.

Oh.

Don't laugh while you see how you turn out.

Are we going to pose, too?

That's right. The art school is having an exhibit next Saturday.

And mine's going to be called The Members of the Family.

And we'll all be in it?

Mm -hmm.

You too, and Uncle Bill.

Oh, Mr. French, how about that?

Neat, huh?

Uh, quite, yes. Um, come along, children.

Oh, Mr. French, do you think that you could possibly make some of your hors d

'oeuvres to serve at the art exhibit?

Yes, Mr. C, with pleasure.

Oh, we'll be back about fourish, sir.

Wow. Did he seem a little miff to you, Uncle Bill?

Yeah. Now, why, don't you?

Well, he considers himself to be a pretty important member of the family.

So naturally, he expects you to do a caricature of him, too.

Oh, that!

I've been working on one of him all week.

I wanted it to be a surprise.

Like it?

That's great.

Thanks. Okay, back to posing.

All right.

Don't overdo the mountains, huh?

Trotsky, Buffy, maybe we can go to the zoo and watch the sea lions.

Mrs. Beezy doesn't like the sea lions. They splash too much.

Yeah. Maybe we can borrow Mr. French's umbrella.

Hey, good idea.

May we, Mr. French?

Hmm? May you what?

Borrow your umbrella so we don't get all wet.

Wet?

There's a cloud in the sky.

She means from the sea lions.

Well, I fail to follow your line of reasoning, Jody, and at the moment I

especially care to. Now, please, you may get on with your skating.

Mr.

French has been like an old growly bear today, and we've been awful good.

Awful, awful good.

Well, maybe not awful, awful. You shut the elevator door on him.

Okay, just awful.

Peter, wait for us.

Ah,

good afternoon, Mr. French.

Well, good afternoon, Mr. Weathers.

Lovely day, isn't it?

Yes, lovely.

Well, if you don't mind my saying so, old boy, one would hardly know it from

your dark and gloomy expression.

Yes, my dear chap, the state of the weather is hardly any reason for

jollity. Ah, but my jollity has quite another reason, Mr. French.

Ah, Hardcastle.

Greetings, gentlemen.

Just heard the good news, Mr. Withers. How nice for you. Thank you, Mr.

Hardcastle. I'm looking forward to a splendid time.

I'm sure you'll be the envy of all the gentlemen's gentlemen in the

neighborhood. Don't you think so, Mr. French?

Hmm? Regabun?

Well, it appears the Pennell family, for whom Mr. Withers works, are going on a

trip to Europe, and they're taking him with them.

Oh, uh...

I hadn't heard.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Most considerate people, the Purnells.

Your Mr. Davis makes fairly frequent trips abroad, does he not, Mr. French?

Of course, I assume he always takes you with him.

Oh, my employer and I are quite close, you know. Do you recall that time that

Mr. Davis and I took that little trip to the Greek islands?

Before the children arrived, was it not?

Yes, now that you come to mention it, it was.

Talking about the children, I'd better see what they're up to. Good day,

gentlemen.

Of course, the last trip I made for Mrs. Gahagan was when she wanted her poodle

taken down to Palm Beach by car.

Yes, well, some of us are merely employees.

Some of us are members of the family.

Hmm.

art exhibit Saturday.

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

Oh, Mr. French, do you want me to pick up the twins after school?

Thank you, Miss Sissy, but as your uncle's employee, the task is mine.

Well, so long, kids. Study hard now. Bye -bye. Bye. Bye -bye.

Bye, honey.

More coffee soon? Yes, thank you.

Sissy, what are you going to caricature us?

I'm going to caricature you this afternoon after school.

You said it wrong again, Buffy.

It's caricature.

Oh, I'll start packing, sir.

Oh, there's a blueprint I want to take along. It's in the center drawer of the

desk. Oh, yes, sir.

out of him.

Oh, not only the blueprint, sir, but this veritable work of art. Have you

it, sir? Yes, I've seen it. You're not supposed to, though.

Oh, may I inquire why I wasn't supposed to see it, sir?

Because Sissy wanted to surprise you with it at the exhibit on Saturday. Now,

you better act like you know anything about it.

Oh, I shall keep a straight face, sir, but I can tell you that, um...

I'm deeply touched that Miss Sissy should pay me such a warm compliment.

What do you mean, compliment? You're one of the family, aren't you?

That's a good likeness, don't you think, sir?

It's a great cracker, sure.

Good afternoon, Miss Traversham. Good afternoon, Mr. French.

Oh, Mr. French, I'd value your opinion on a matter concerning a mutual friend

ours. Glad to be of help. What seems to be the problem?

Well, we nannies were discussing Mr. Withers' forthcoming trip to Europe with

the Purnells.

Do you think it would be in order for us to give him a bon voyage party?

Oh, I think it'd be a splendid idea.

Oh, any evening but the coming Saturday.

Oh, uh...

By the by, Miss Faversham, if you should be free on Saturday, perhaps you'd care

to drop by the Schofield Gallery. Miss Sissy is having a showing.

Really? Yes, caricatures of the family.

I am included, of course.

It sounds delightful.

I'd love to come.

Well, children, how was school today?

Mr. Chalk at each other.

Oh, hi.

And that teacher made me stand in the corner.

And Peter didn't have to do arithmetic.

Tomorrow, I'm going to throw chalk.

There will be no chalk throwing.

So long, four -eyes. I'd rather have glasses than be skinny like you.

Skinny!

Favisham and I do not find that bit of poetry amusing.

Tommy laughed.

He didn't mind, Mr. French.

Nevertheless, you may have hurt his feelings deeply.

I remember once, a long time ago in England, another little boy whose chums

to greet him constantly with shouts of, Here comes Fatty.

Oh, he laughed too.

And they thought he didn't mind.

But at night, he used to lie in bed and cry himself to sleep.

And that little boy was myself.

Gee, I'm sorry, Mr. French.

We wouldn't hurt Tommy's feelings for anything.

Let's go apologize.

Fine, that's him.

Pointing up a moral to children, there is nothing so effective as a bit of over

-dramatized fiction.

Fiction? Oh, entirely.

Mr. French, you even had me feeling sorry for you.

Crying yourself to sleep, indeed.

As a matter of fact, my chums used to call me chubby, and I found it most

amusing.

Want me to pull my sleeve up more so you can draw my muscle?

That won't be necessary, Jody. I'm only doing your face.

Gosh.

One, two, three, four.

You got a zillion freckles, Jody.

What did you make Mr.

French look like?

Shh, Jody. Not so loud.

He'll hear you.

He can... hear us. He's taking his afternoon nap.

Can we see Mr.

French's cracker, Tula?

Can we? Can we?

Well, all right.

But remember, not one word about it, Tula.

I don't like the bed, but isn't it exactly like him?

Jody, Sissy made Mr. French look just like a balloon.

Yeah. When he sees it, do you think he'll cry himself to sleep?

What are you two talking about?

Well, when Mr.

French was a little boy, all the kids used to yell at him, Here comes Fatty!

And it hurt his feelings.

He told you that?

And we made fun of Skinny Ella.

My gosh.

I didn't realize that Mr. French was so sensitive.

Mr. French is going to feel awful bad when he sees that, sissy.

No, he isn't. Because he's not going to see it.

I'm just grateful that he doesn't know anything about this.

I wouldn't hurt his feelings for the world.

You mean Mr. French's picture isn't going to be on the wall Saturday night?

No.

It's just going to have to be a family group without him.

That must be Sharon.

I'll get it.

Yeah, I'll get it. Don't worry so much, Sharon. We're not supposed to wake up

Mr. French. She's taking a nap.

Oh, dear. I was asleep.

Hi. I'm sorry if I woke you, Mr. French. Oh, that's quite all right, Miss

Sharon. I have to go and pick up some cleaning before the shop closes.

Can we go with you, Mr. French?

Mm -hmm. If you've done your homework.

Then that means we can't go.

Come on, both of you.

Sissy, did you ask your uncle if you could go to the Blue Yonder tonight?

Oh, darn, I forgot all about it. Just a minute.

Mr. French, is it all right if I go to the Blue Yonder with Sharon tonight?

I'll be back around 12.

Well, really, Miss Sissy, I...

After all, this is a school night, and, well, midnight is rather late.

Well, I don't think your uncle would mind. Mr. Davis is a good egg.

I think he might very well mind.

And since I'm in charge of the family during his absence, I think my opinion

must necessarily overrule that of a friend of Miss Sissy's.

I'm sorry, Miss Sissy, but you'll have to stay home this evening.

Okay, Mr. French.

The establishment certainly is stripped around here.

Well, Mr. French thinks that he's doing it for my own good.

You know something?

He is.

I've got a big Spanish test tomorrow.

Ah, Mr. French.

I understand you are coming to my Bon Voyage party on Sunday evening.

Oh, yes, I'm delighted.

Oh, Miss Withers, if you're not doing anything next Saturday evening, do you

think you could possibly attend an art showing at the Schofield Galleries?

An art showing?

Yes, some works of Miss Sissy's, caricatures of the family, you know.

Yes, I think you'll find the one of myself particularly amusing.

You're included, Mr. French.

Why not?

After all, Mr. Withers, I too am a member of the family.

You certainly have a gift for caricature, Sissy.

You've captured your uncle and the twins just beautifully.

Oh, thank you, Miss Schofield.

Well, I'd better go change before the guests start arriving.

I'll be back in half an hour. All right.

Oh, hi, Mr. French.

Ah, Miss Sissy, I do hope your friends and patrons enjoy my hors d 'oeuvres.

Though, of course, the pièce de résistance will be your splendid

I just hope Uncle Bill is back in time for the showing.

Oh, he will be. His office just called to say that he was coming directly here

from the airport.

Oh, good.

I'll see you in a little while. Thank you, Miss Sissy.

Oh, hello, Mr. French.

Oh, Mrs.

Caulfield, the auteur.

Oh, thank you so very much. Let's just put them over here on the table.

Here we are.

Oh, Mrs. Cofield, before I arrange them on the platter, I wonder if you could

let me take a peek at Mrs. Sissy's caricatures. Do you know, I have a

personal interest in them. I should imagine you would.

This way, Mr. Payne.

Amusing, aren't they?

Oh, yes, that they are.

Only three?

Mm -hmm, three.

No more?

No, that's all.

May I use your telephone, please?

Of course. It's right over there on my desk.

Thank you.

Oh, hello. May I speak to Mr. Withers, please?

Oh, well, um, when do you expect him back?

You don't?

Oh, dear.

Thank you very much.

Well, hi, French.

Oh, welcome back, sir.

Where's Sissy?

Oh, she went home to change.

Well, I hope you remember to act surprised when she showed you the

She didn't see fit to include me in her exhibit, sir. Well, I don't believe it.

See for yourself, sir.

Well.

You know, she drew one of them. Why isn't it up there?

Evidently, she changed her mind, sir.

Why would she do that?

Because she no longer considers me a member of the family after our little

difficulty.

What little difficulty?

Matter of discipline, sir.

Wow. I don't know what happened, French, but I know she wouldn't hold a grudge

against you.

She's crazy about you, you know that?

Nah, you gotta be wrong.

And so why isn't my caricature hanging on the wall?

Well, I don't know.

I guess this he knows.

I'm gonna find out.

Soon as we get our call.

Oh, Uncle Bill, I'm glad you got back in time for the showing. So am I. I just

stopped by the gallery. What's going on with you and French?

Well, not a thing.

Why isn't his character hanging up there?

Well, I didn't want to hurt his feelings.

Well, you just did.

You know, he considers himself one of the family, and he got all tore up when

didn't see his picture in there.

Uncle Bill, he would have been more upset if he'd seen the way I'd

him. He's very sensitive about his figure.

French?

Yes.

Honey, he already saw the picture and he loved it.

He did?

Yes. Now, he's still at the gallery, so maybe you can sneak it in the back way

and hang it up there and then he won't think he was included as an

huh? Yeah.

Boy, I'm sorry.

Ah, Mr. French.

We've been so looking forward to the showing. I didn't think I could make it,

but Mr.

Hardcastle and Miss Fairbusham insisted.

Well, if you have other plans, any of you... None at all, old boy, none

whatsoever. Where is your caricature hanging, Mr. French? We're dying to see

Yes, well...

Miss Faversham, I've only just discovered that all the invited guests

friends and relatives of the students, and, well, I wouldn't want to embarrass

Mrs. Schofield by inviting my friends, so... Oh, friends of yours, Mr. French?

Oh, yes, to be sure, Mrs. Schofield, yes. Oh, you've come to see Sissy's

caricatures. How nice.

Well, I tell you, they're just on the other side of this panel here.

Thank you. Oh,

Mr. French.

I hate to ask you this, but I wonder if you'd be kind enough to pass around some

more of your wonderful hors d 'oeuvres.

Oh, yes, gladly.

Oh, thank you so much.

Excuse me, there's something I must tell you. Why, Mr. French, she's caught you

beautifully.

Yes, most amusing, I must say. Quite.

Mr. French.

I exaggerated just a little.

Exaggeration is the very soul of caricature, Miss Sissy.

Members of the family.

That's a nice title.

It's a nice family.

The whole group.

Come on, let's go look at some other pictures.

Well, Mr. Withers.

It seems that both you and I have been accepted as members of our respective

families.

So it appears.

Well, if you will excuse me.

Till tomorrow, then, eh? At the bon voyage party, Mr. Withers.

Oh, that.

I'm afraid my bon voyage party will have to be postponed.

Postponed?

It seems Mrs. Purnell has decided to take her mother in my place. Oh.

Well, it's quite understandable. After all, a blood relative.

Why?

Ah, yes.

Well, some of us are merely employees and some of us are members of the