An Afternoon Stroll:After retreating from the public square by climbing over a fence, the Tramp took a walk down the street in the busy city.In a tent, standin"" up, layin"" down, or any other way.And he""s got plenty of ways....Sister, I was saved by him way back in Schoenheim, Kansas."Love...love is the mornin"" and the evenin"" star." "And what is love? Not the carnal, but the divine love!" Oh, he gave me special instructions back of the pulpit Christmas Eve."And hen he abruptly sat up and proposed:"You asked me if I was afraid to get married.I""m not afraid...I mean, Will you marry me? I want to marry you, Connie."She immediately accepted: "Thank you, I""d love to," although they worried about being forced to separate ("And I""d be worrying about YOU, and you""ll be worrying about ME").[To Pickering] If you spoke as she does, sir, instead of the way you do,Why you might be selling flowers too.Later, in his local townhouse residence in Chandler Square, the refined Lecter hosted an elegant dinner party for Baltimore Symphony board members, during which the guests discussed the mysterious disappearance of the same inept musician, as Lecter served a "divine-lookingamuse bouche," but told one of the ladies when she asked about it: "If I told you, I""m afraid you won""t even try it" - he then encouraged them: "Bon appetit.