Most people know the movie technique where the film editor cuts between a closeup of a letter and an actor in old-fashioned clothes who laboriously spells his way through the scribble. It is also being used here. Excessively. Because nothing else happens in the whole movie other than this guy sitting and reading a letter from a certain Eslap Turner, who he doesn’t even know. Sometimes he falls asleep. He often eats a chicken drumstick, because one often did in the old days if you were flush and this one is, you can tell by his green clothes.
