The Leviathan’s belly (RP)

England, 1888. You have accepted a job offer in the newspaper, from the wealthy and eccentric scientist Dr. Malcom Trollope, for an unusually high-paying cleaning job (£5 a week, which was a lot in Victorian England!) Accepting the offer, he sends you a letter with a sketch of himself and money for a train and horse-drawn cab journey to Portsmouth. You start inside the pub ‘The Dolphin’, opposite the Cathedral. The house is filled with noise; people chatting, drinking, laughing, and playing music, as a crowd swarms the bar. You spot the sketch’s likeness sat in the far corner with a mug of beer in his hand, chatting to a burly scotsman.