Silence.
"Khorre!" "Yes." "Gin!" "Here it is, Noni.

Drink it, my boy, but not all at once, not all at once, Noni." Haggart drinks; he examines the room with a smile.
"Nobody.

Did you see him, Khorre?
He is there, behind the curtain.

Just think of it, sailor--here we are again with him alone." "Go home, Noni!" "Right away.

Give me some gin." He drinks.
"And they?
They have gone ?" "They ran, Noni.