ONE:
STONE still hiding behind DRUM, starting to get to her feet. DRAKE and DRUM are watching DICKENS disappear into the market.

NO COPY.

TWO:
STONE on her feet, trying to quietly tip-toe away from Drum, back to her.

NO COPY.

THREE:
STONE stopping, her expression saying it all — not only has she been caught, but they’re right.

1. DRAKE/off: We done you a favor, nugget…

FOUR:
STONE looks back to DRAKE and DRUM. Neither of them have actually turned to look at her, still covering for her.

2. DRAKE: …this how they repay a kindness in the capitol of Allyria?

FIVE:
On STONE. Oh, that hurt. She’s slumping, conceding defeat.

NO COPY.

SIX:
Almost stet, STONE raising her head. She’s made up her mind.

3. STONE: Bother.
4. STONE: Ye’ll want to be following me