[MaC] Arriving at the Party ... Arabella, Pamela, Michael & Philip& Ladie...

[Heather Mace]

>>>
>>>"'Ere, Miss 'Iggins," he said.  "You won't mind taking over serving the
>>>drinks, would you?  War time emergency an' all that malarkey.  An' they'll
>>>be a guinea in it for you too."
>>
>>"No need for that," Braham said as he jumped to his feet. "I'll do it. And
>>I won't take a cent for it either. If there is an emergency, I'll be glad
>>to help out." The offer was a mix of chivalry and true concern. Miss
>>Higgins was tired after a long day. There really was no point in making her
>>more so.
> 
> Nearby, Warren was inching towards the bar, craning his neck
> hopefully to see if there was something he could mix...

Marjorie expression was a cross of indignation and annoyance.
"Oh... it's all right Braham.  I'll do it," she said, standing
up from the couch.

"And for the guinea, too," she added to Fitzroy in an undertone
as she walked by him to the bar.

"All right, gents, what will it be?" Marjorie announced as she
looked over the alcohols at her disposal.


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