Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Chandell here, my sweets. How did it go?

Chandell, have you flipped your keyboard?

There's Aunt Harriet now, getting into that cab.

The moment we've dreaded for years has arrived.

I've covered for the fiend long enough. It was my criminal twin brother, Harry.

Indeed, madam. Demonic.

And in our house too.

Aye, it will happen again and again wherever you perform.

Awaken them at once.

coming down the slopes of Loch Lomond to meet...

Oh, impossible, my sweets.

Maybe a blessing. With any luck, we'll have this wrapped up by the time they return.

You'll come out presently as perforated music rolls.

Oh, it's inhuman.

But how embarrassing for poor Chandell.

then it's over the hills and far away.

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