Without looking inthe direction of the voice Hulgfar says"No, It is true I am new to these lands"
Is this the part where we hear chairs scraping back, see glasses being turned upside down, and notice some of the wiser souls putting on their hats and heading for the door? 
Hey, if Cadogan isn’t already in the back room, he’ll pause in the hallway, cross his arms, and watch the action. And scrupulously avoid involvement.
“Thought so”, says the voice. “Still your coin’s good, innit!”
(Raucous laughter - apparently this is Oakham peasant wit in action)
Some chairs do scrape back … but it’s only so their occupants can head for the bar to get a refill. Market Day beings a powerful thirst with it…
Cadogan realises there’s nothing to watch and enters the private room.
Ah well. A bar-room brawl isn’t necessarily a bad thing when your fist is naturally at the same height as the average man’s groin.
On with the business. Are there any openings at the mine currently? If the pay’s good I might give it a crack for a while.
Fundin says there are always openings, because of accidents (very few, but any mining has its dangers), early retirements (the work is hard) and other recent job choices (looking after Rutland Water Kestrels, selling Burley-on-the-Hill Cider). The pay is all right (for a peasant), but you have long hours and are making Gisbourne money. And you have to show your Mine Pass every time you go in, or you get fined.
He tells you that working as a Squire (especially for a decent chap like Lieutenant Gawain) is a far better life.
After taking a measured drink of his ale and pause, he continues" Is there anything in particular that a man of these lands would be knowing?"
There is a pause in response and a hurried whispered conference before the voice replies “Errr . . there’s a lot to know. But wisdom comes at a price. And that price can be measured in … pints.”
Simon, looking slightly put out, whispers to Hulgfar “Hey! I’m cheaper than that lot! Most of them haven’t been out of the Old Plough for years, let alone out of Oakham.”
Damn. I was hopeful. Ah, well.
Marian uses a Stone Shape to form a fixture for the pebble.
" So Marian, why did you wish to speak with us privately?"
Marian stammers "We have to stop Sir Guy. Surely he is backing Curly, but will use him as a cuckoo. It’s like …
(Marian gives a long rambling story about forest parasites, who takeover other things and suck the life out of them. She gets confused and repeats herself a couple of times, but finally makes her point.)
Crumlin says politely “Thank you, my lady. I agree that Curly Brown is just a puppet and thanks to Gawain, we know that Gisbourne has evil purposes.
But time is short. After lunch, we three candidates meet with High Priestess Edith Weston, have the election rules agreed and then the process begins. It will only take a few days.
Gisbourne, as Lord of the Manor has great influence throughout Rutland. Many will vote for him unless we can persuade them to vote for Goodness!”
(lunch is served at this point - there’s no charge, because Alan insists on paying for Gawain and his friends.)
Which is probably Hans’s cue to promise to catch up with Fundin later, and go to “attend to his Master” (stick his snout in the free trough, more like).
Fundin cheerfully bids Hans goodbye and says he’d love to chat again. 
No charge? Tuck an extra roll in my pocket 
Well, there’s not much to do until the election rules are declared, right? Maybe there’s a competition that Marian could do well in in the fair- that could make her popular.
Salazar looks up from a plate from which the food has been absent-mindedly cleaned.
"I’m sure that there must be … ways … of changing peoples attitudes. Find something that … they want and … give it to them
“Open-handed generosity… can go a long way towards … winning peoples affections. As I’m sure Sir Guy… will understand.”
Gawain says the party could ask Alan for a ‘local opinion’. (Gawain vouches for Alan as they both served together in the Nottingham Milita.)
Marian has already discussed the Falconry event (she has one as an Animal Friend), but says the thought of all those spectators makes her shudder.
Crumlin agrees, but then adds “The trouble is I’m sure that Sir Guy and I have different definitions of ‘open-handed generosity’. I help the poor and he bribes them (sadly I can’t prove it).”
It’s alright Crumlin. We will find a way.
I don’t know what that way is, but we will find it.
"That may be so but I fear Lady Marian’s dislike of … public appearances … will cost her this election.
"Forgive my … plain speaking, my lady.
“Who among us can employ words with … eloquence … to sway the minds of those who must vote? Perhaps one such … can be found to speak on your … behalf?”