[MaC] Outside Number One Flat: Pamela and Philip

[Brian Schoner]

> > "You needn't have come all the way down," he said, with mock 
> > disapproval. "A Lady can't make her entrance at a party 
> > appearing as though she's just...well...run up and down four
> > flights of stairs."
> 
> 	Pamela rolled her eyes. "The Actresses make entrances 
> at parties. I just go to them, myself."

Sensing, or thinking he sensed, a touch of vitriol in that reply, Philip
decided to let it go unanswered.

> "Heigh-ho, five flights of stairs... and I turned my ankle on
> the way down, just my luck. I hope you won't mind if I go a
> bit slowly."

"No trouble at all; take take as much time as you need, stop when you like,
and let me know if you'd like an arm or shoulder to lean on. It's nothing
serious, is it? We can probably get the service lift down, if you feel like
risking it."

"But no, I'm in no hurry. I'm really just attending this party on Aunt
Evangeline's coat-tails, as it were. Though if the other neighbours are even
half as charming as yourself, I may wind up enjoying myself after all." He
smiled, though it didn't seem quite to reach his eyes, and offered Pamela
his arm once more for the trip back upstairs.

<tag Pamela, the Ladies in the Lift along the way, and/or Hodges heading
down>