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Oscar takes the train back to London and starts asking around about Roby.
A person buying a book mentions that Randolph Carter had known Roby, and the next morning he can set up some time to talk to him.
Huh, wasn't that the guy Terrence talked to at the party? He seemed a bit much. But that's like 40% of his customers; he has a lot of experience in this area.
There are no cops in the haunted castle because they were created by capitalists to enforce bourgeois property rights.
But if they were there that'd be pretty scary.
No, cops are good and fight bad guys.
Charlie is sure of this.
He saw it in the movies.
Wow, here he is trying to enrich Charlie's mind with "The Youth Who Went Forth to Learn What Fear Was". And Charlie's distracted by some awful piece of commercial propaganda. He is going to have to have a conversation with Hannah about what they put in those movies.
Once the children are in bed, Hannah flops down on a chair, looking eerily like a portrait of The Oppressed Working Woman from the Soviet Union.
"Right," he says. "I know you're doing a lot of the work with the kids. Which I appreciate. I- I had another meeting about the Roby business today. William Jing was there."
She sighed at that. Imagine if he'd burdened her with a mere weird dream. "I'm working on that. It's complicated? But I think we are going to get him out. And get the money." She never used to worry about shit like that, not before she moved to this neighborhood.
"Why is it any of your business whether he gets out? There are hundreds of unjustly imprisoned men in England."
"There are hundreds of unjustly imprisoned bohemians. And while you're off dealing with him I have the children, and I'm running the store--"
"I like the store! But the children can't be trusted in it, every ten minutes I'm pulling a rare book out of Charlie's hands-- he almost read the pornography today--"
"Don't want the public morals people finding out about that, do we, they'll say we're corrupting children. Seriously, though, I doubt Charlie has the attention span for Lawrence-- what 'pornography' do we even carry, honestly."
Oh no, not French engravings. "Look, I know that art for art's sake nonsense has never been your style. That's fine. But it does extremely well with the first editions crowd? And we can't exactly get by selling union newsletters, we're not Trots. I can see if I can move it so that it can't infect the minds of innocent children, or stress you out anymore."
"I'm not criticizing it, I just-- don't want to spend so much of my time handling the shop and the children."
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