"Alright, let's settle down now. Excellent work there Mr. Caryle. Ms. Nielson what do you need to attend to Mr. Caryle nd Mr. Hambrick? If Mr. Brown will watch our rear, Mr. Sutton, why don't you circle the pool on the right and I will take the left" And Haskins picks up his pistol, wiping the muck from the floor off on his trousers, and re-holstering it. Before heading around the pool, he takes out his bayonette, and affixes it to the Martini-Henry and chambers a new round. "At this rate, Mr. Sutton, you're going to run out of tobacco" he says wryly.