2.17: The accusation

Alcock swings round to confront Froggie, partly hidden in a thick cloud of oppressive white pipe smoke.

“I don’t know why, but you are Herbert. You’ve been plotting against the Barman to take over the Swan Hotel.”

“Bums off kre"in! Wi krushes ver pub and bilds i" agen in free dis! [Go away idiot. We will destroy the pub and rebuild it in three days.]”

At this moment, as pTravis and Masongill dart forward to restrain the suspect, Froggie jumps over their heads to grab the Barman’s shotgun, hanging above the bar, wheels round shooting and only narrowly misses Masongill. 

In the mêlée the Barman’s precious Dhuttura Kanaka plant is knocked into the fire and clouds of pungent white smoke fill the pub.