ONE:
DRAKE leans back in his chair, fishing out his PIPE. DRUM is watching him.

1. DRAKE: So this Farrow, he and Payne share the same employ.
2. DRAKE: And who might that be, then?

TWO:
Reverse, so we’re looking at STONE and LIGHT. STONE has stopped chewing, mouthful. She doesn’t want Light to say it.

LIGHT is looking at Drake evenly.

2. LIGHT: I should rather not say, sir.
3. LIGHT: Some things in Shera we do not discuss in open conversation.

THREE:
DRAKE has filled his bowl, and is lighting the PIPE. He’s raising an eyebrow.

SMOKE is rising.

4. DRAKE: But something you see before you, perhaps?

FOUR:
STONE swallows, still wary.

LIGHT smiles slightly.

5. LIGHT: One sees it all around, sir.

FIVE:
DRAKE and DRUM exchanging a knowing look.

6. DRUM: Indeed.
7. DRUM: The air would be thick with it.