#anywhere

"I will see you tomorrow?"

"I certainly hope so, Mr. Gowan, and expect to" And she pats him kindly on the arm and goes off

He totters around the Duchy Seat, then.

The throne is occupied, Sir!

Oh, you mean the OTHER type of ... yeah sure, we can work with that

Much to his disgust, most folks seem to prefer the 'safety' of their rulers to the dangers of uncertain progress. They're hardly the worst lords after all...

He overhears some praise even.

He keeps looking.

Try as he might, at least in St. Lous, he's having rouble finding a 'seedy' element or even a resentful one... he knows it's out there, bu ..empty

He keeps his cover, and eventually goes to sulk in his hotel room.

Another day, perhaps

At least he made a 'friend'

(End Scene)