Squire.

Comrade!

Comrade Dubourg.

Yours sincerely

Yours sincerely,

Forgive me, comrade.

Jolly good fellow!

Squire? Wamba!

Squire Wamba.

Squire Wamba!

I remain, respectfully...

Yours truly.

You're telling me, said the Little Fellow.

Pardon me, said the Little Fellow,

Comrade, where are you?

Little matey, is it?

Fella gets thirsty sleeping.

The tall fella with the moustache? No.

How is the little fellow?

The companion reminds me of you, Nell.

We're in this fella's plane.

Yours sincerely,

Your devoted husband...

My beautiful, magnificent friend.

'Sincerely, Mark Dixon.'

King. Savior. Redeemer.

Greetings to our loyal senator.

Your Majesty's loyal opposition.

Goodbye, said the Little Fellow.

The Little Fellow gathered himself together.

If they get his companion, the question would be

No. He's the lucky fellow.

Sir squire, fetch a litter.

I'm the stocky one, the heavyset fella. Well, I'm glad you recall me, because I had a pretty nice time that night and I was wonderin' how everything was with you.

The mate that fate had me created for

Tell Comrade Szczuka when it arrives.

Yeah, a fellow solves everything.

That's where the companion hanged herself.

Sincerely, Mister Michael Bangoora.

Yours sincerely,

Her occupancy, her absolute, faithful attendance.

Give them strength, O savior. Seize that man.

The pleasure of our loyal tribune is important to us.

Steady, Sir, steady!

No, a faithful husband is very sweet.