He squinted at me. "Over by the stage road. Bunch a'thieves is all they is." How many?" I asked."Oh, couple a dozen I suppose. They comes and goes, no...discipline a'tall." And in my house?" Amy asked."Usually the colonel, Wentworth, and Snow, his foul captain, and sometimes one or two more. Two jus' come in so there's four a'them now. Come to sleep in your good beds and eat your vittles. They brings wimmen here sometimes, sad creatures." Shall we visit?" I asked the girl.She smiled up at me.. "We want to take Herr Nash to say farewell to his wife the lady you assassinated earlier this evening." Janine said quietly.Tony looked at Janine his eyes full of horror as he tried to assimilate what she was saying."Yes Tony she killed Anne-Marie just outside the apartment with two shots to the chest, and left her there." Tony looked down at Fraulein Helga with hate in his eyes."Why?" he asked quietly."She was no longer of any use to us." Fraulein Helga responded with a sneer.Tony looked at. " Yeah," Kayla agreed. Then with a grin, "We're all going to look like ghosts compared to them sporting their fresh tans from that tropical island."Arlene leaned over to whisper in Kayla's ear, "Wonder if they're all-over tans?"Kayla grinned back, but made no response.A moment later as they walked into one of the training rooms, the Sergeant turned to Arlene. "Uh, Ms. Matthews..."But Arlene was shaking her head as she motioned with her hand. "Sergeant, could I please say something?" Certainly,. The gentlemen wore the old style trilby hats, what I took to be a choice of the upper classes. I was used to seeing men in flat peaked caps or bonnets, the head dress of the working class. Some of the ladies wore hats, and even light leather gloves and used cigarette holders when they smoked, in a way I found it rather amusing watching them. In a way it was puzzling at first, by this time Catherine had taken me to a few very nice lounges before, but this one seemed more opulent than any I'd.