Urquhart and Franz are by the fireplace, wearing a brightly embroidered dressing gown and a little tartan coat, respectively. The dog was asleep while Urquhart was plying some grooms and maids with wine and whiskey and telling them hilarious fishing stories in his fruity Scottish upper-class voice.

They are both very happy to see Moist. The dog jumps up to greet him, and Urquhart beams.