For Them That Trespass Page #2

Now Frankie,turning ginger

Look at those

Here to my love,Frankie

You yellow headed something

Ay,ay,thought that,queens very rude

Stretch on

Get me free,great boy,I am a lady. This is a free country

Just let me get her,just let me get her

No,no.Please

Haven't you done enough of getting drinks and all

I did apologize,you know

That's right

You are welcome to buy another one,wasn't you?

-I was yes -Give me that to me

No,please don't bother

OK.How about that drink?

I got it.Drinks is clearly indicated

Clearly indicated? You do talk funny

What's your name?

Kit

-Kit -Kit what?

-Kit Marlowe -Kit Marlowe

That's nice.My thing

Thank you

Here is the Oakley Arms

-Come on -No.Let's go to somewhere quiet

The same to me

I live over there

120 Croyber Square

Lovely isn't it? Do you live somewhere posh as well?

I live in Serram Hill

No wonder you talk nice

Gentleman of leisure,right?

No.I am a Vicar...I write

What do you do?

I work at the Station Buffet

You're happy?

All I can grumble.

Anyone on in service taking out the morning tea

to some old trout who lays in bed all day

When I take out morning tea I take it to myself

Some not,sorry,Kit.Sorry over nothing Frankie.That's me

Don't worry.My landlady puts herself to sleep at nights with gin

Well,sit down.Seats are free

Don't be shy

You've been much with girls like me,have you?

I'm easy,see?

Just what I look like.Not like those inscrutable you writers write about

You make a living writing?

No.Not yet.I am going to.I've had a poem published

Go on.Read it to me

-You want to hear it -Yes,I'd like to

It's called Sunset

So bowed old Ben with heavy feet and slow towards..

Carry on

towards the splendor of the setting sun

your poor unworldly piece of day work done there by the shadows of verode you go

wind is quiet and the evening still and the roads so leveled

that the younger feet sound brisk and lively on the hard paved street

Yet you walked as though you climbed a hill

Go on

It's all

Sympathize

You'd like to keep it?

Yes.I'll put it somewhere safe

Fancy you writing all them funny things

I'll keep my treasures behind the grate and I won't forget where I put them

You'll go far.I can see that

I'll take it up and read it when I am old and you're famous

I can't see you old

That's nice of you

Jim says that too.In that certain way you do

Jim?

My man.He is a fireman

He's the chap that chokes the fire,not the kind that puts them out

He is on the Mersey Land Express, 6 10 from Euston

Does he know..

That I ask my friends in for a drink,of course he don't

Jim knew you was here he do me good and proper

Don't buy much to make him better though,

He is a kind of likes it,for some that do

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