It was a little after four in the afternoon - a time of day when the Lane house was usually quiet and orderly. Lefty Larkin had finished his work early and gone into town, and now expecting the usual serene atmosphere on his return, he's surprised as he enters the living room. The dining room beyond is frankly, quite a mess, with the table strewn with material and cloth, and Aunt Mary herself looks tired and dishevelled as she sits working at a sewing machine...