LOST OPPORTUNITIES

Harriet Frazer is at the piano.
"...goodbye, my love...goodbye!" She sings.
Then she waits. This is her big chance.
"Good - very good," says one of the men.
"Well, Moss?" says the other man. His name is Coe and he is American
"This is our girl! But she's very young..."
"How old are you, Miss Frazer?" asks Coe.
"I'm twenty-four". It's not true. Harriet is eighteen. Coe looks at Moss. He knows that it's lie.
"What do you say, Miss Frazer? Are you ready to leave?" he asks.
"Oh...yes! Yes!" answers Harriet. "Thank you... When?"
"Wednesday", says Moss. "Six, or seven days at sea. A week in New York. Then the return yourney. Home at the end of the month."
"Two concerts every day," Coe adds. "Three on Sunday. The salary is five pounds. You travel second class. And, Miss Frazer...no social life with first class passengers..."
"Of course not," says Harriet.
This is a wonderful opportunity, Miss Frazer", says Coe. "This is a historic ocasion, a yourney that everybody wants to make..."
"I know," says Harriet