[MaC] An Interruption

Heather Mace hmace at elfworks.com
Fri Dec 24 16:37:40 EST 2004


>>>
>>>"Well I suppose I can go," Braham offered as he rose up from his own
>>>stool. "I don't mind. And beside that, I'd like to be able to hear any
>>>commotion coming from outside as well."
>>>
>>>Slowly he began to fumble his way across the room, excuse himself every
>>>few feet just to let others know he was coming.
>>
>>And almost immediately he stumbled and fell ... and Florence Beaman let out
>>a yelp of pain.
>>
>>The lift was clanking up to the lower floor of the penthouse.
>>
>>"Well," said Lucinda, "someone had better go and meet the man."
>>
>>She began to edge her way towards the stairs down to the lower floor.
> 
> 
> Michael set a hand on Tabitha's in reassurace. "I'm sure it's
> nothing." He tossed back his brandy and headed for the door.
> 
> "Mrs. S-N, it's Commander Coldsmith-Briggs," he called. "No need for
> you to go, I'll meet them."

"Oh my..." Marjorie exclaimed at the yelps and sounds of falling
in the room.  "Anyone got a lighter?  Or a torch?  Or a candle even?"



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