In the other direction knowingly looked the man, who was rather serious and located behind them all at the same time. Atop a head and underneath a scarf was hidden an object of secret nature — this all belonging to a passerby of grandmotherly and worried aspect. In the distance a crowd was being eyed by a boy wrapped around another with his arm. This was his best friend, who thought deeply while whistle-blowing. Orange was the colour of dress of this boy, and he was of a young age.