[MaC] Speculation in the Lounge

[Margaret Dean]

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From: "Heather Mace" <hmace at elfworks.com>
To: murder_at_christmas at gamera.cc
Subject: Re: [MaC] Speculation in the Lounge
Date: Mon, 27 Dec 2004 17:11:01 -0800

> 
> >>
> >> Esme seized the bag and clutched it to her.
> >>
> >> Arabella stepped towards them. She had had rather enough of Marty Fitzroy
> >> bullying people, especially his wife. No wonder the woman was so nervous.
> >> "Really, Mr. Fitzroy," she said, in the voice of the Countess she had been
> >> for so many years, "that is hardly the tone to use after your wife has just
> >> swooned." Turning to Esme, she said, in a softer tone, "My dear, under the
> >> circumstances, it's a wonder more people aren't feeling faint."
> >
> >
> >> "I'll not be spoken to like that in my own 'ome!" roared Marty 
> >> Fitzroy, and he took a step tiwards Arabella, her fist clenching.
> >
> >
> > "Is there somewhere else you'd =prefer= to be spoken to in such a 
> > manner?" Vangie inquired, her voice frosty.
> >
> >>> "Have we missed much?" said a voice from the service door.  It was Oswald
> >>> Skeffington-Nottle, with Marion Mauberley by his side.

Marion was still looking pale and tense, but in command of herself.  Her glance, however, went immediately to Anton Barowenski.
 
> Marjorie casually poured a drink for Fitzroy after James was done with
> the gin bottle.  "Oh relax, Mr. Fitzroy... here."  She put the drink
> on the counter.
> 
> "Then again, the last time I offered someone a drink to cool down
> they were killed..."  She started to giggle at the macabre joke of
> the situation.


--Margaret Dean
  <margdean56 at operamail.com>

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