[MaC] Even more guests arrive

[Mel Mason]

>> > When he was finally ready, Cyril grandly offered his arm to
>> Florence
>> > and they breezed off to the Fitzroy party - which was right next
>> door.
>> > Florence rang the bell.
>> >
>>
>> There was a pause, and then the door was opened by their neighbour,
>> Anton
>> Barowenski.  He bowed slightly.
>>
>> "Our host is otherwise engaged," he said with a slight smile.  "I am
>> performing the duties of footman.  In wartime we must all take what
>> we can
>> get, it seems ...  "
>
> "That it does, Anton.  That it does," Cyril answers heartily.  "Good to
> see you instead of just hearing you for a change.  Florence loves to
> listen to you rehearse."
>>

"You are too kind," said Anton, with only the faintest note of irony.  "I 
trust Mrs Beaman will enjoy my performance tonight.  I shall be giving a ... 
ah, what do you call it?  A command performance."

>> He paused as the clanking sounds from the lift indicated that it was
>> getting
>> closer.  Presently it emerged into view, and even before the iron
>> grille
>> slid open they could all see that it contained James Drake and the
>> Skeffington-Nottles.
>>

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