[MaC] Marty issues orders

[Mel Mason]

>> >> > She turned with an equally admiring smile to Marion Mauberley.
>> >> > "Miss Mauberly... I trust we'll see some such incident, properly
>> >> > exaggerated, in a future work?"
>> >
>> > Marion laughed.  "And with the names suitably obscured ...
>> > possibly.  But =with,=" she added wickedly, darting a sidelong
>> > grin at Vangie, "every carol in its proper place.  And due credit
>> > given to =all= our rescuers."
>> >
>> > She moved over to greet Esme.  "Mrs. Fitzroy, I am sorry to be
>> > late, but the circumstances were unavoidable."
>>
>> "That's quite all right," said Esme, and then watched with a little
>> apprehension as Mrs Evans and Miss Rosen moved towards her.
>>
>> Anton Barowenski moved towards Marion.
>>
>> "There was an accident?" he asked.  "And all three of you were trapped?
>> But you are all right ... uninjured?"  There was a sharp edge to his 
>> tone.
>
> "Just Mrs. Evans and I were in the lift when it stopped," Marion
> assured him.  "And we're quite all right."  She smiled at him.
> "You didn't hear us singing?  Just as well, I suppose.  =That=
> would have been painful."
>

Anton smiled, a little perfunctorily.

"Believe me, our hosts idea of music ... "

He broke off as Marty Fitzroy came striding across the room.

"Oi ... Barowenski!  You was goin' to play.  What aren't you playin'?"

Anton drew himself up to his full height and then bowed, very Polish, with 
his heels clicking together.

"If you command."

"Yes," said Marty.  "I do.  And take the service entrace - that way you can 
go across the top floor without having to go down and up again.  And leave 
the doors open so we can hear you."

Only Marion was close enough to see the muscle jump in Anton's cheek as he 
listened to these instructions.  But various people could see how rigidly he 
was standing, as though he were barely holding himself in check.

"Very well," he said, and turned.  "If you will excuse me, Miss Mauberley."