Evening at the Pub
*Pub Landlord Lowe looks on at his batch of customers and thinks to himself: "A French actress? Does she too have ambitions of wealth, fame, and royal bedrooms? And that mysterious man, of what ghastly trade does he partake in? His companion; the town's new florist...is there something beyond the surface to be seen there? And of course, let us not forget the quiet stranger in the corner. The only few comments he muttered were about shaving throats...he talks more like a butcher than a barber..."*
*in the meantime, Sofia, who should be working for that stinking landlord as a barmaid, sneaks off to go to one of them Ragged School evening classes to learn some reading and writing*