[MaC] Breaking the news

[Mel Mason]

>> > "I'm sorry if I came off rather cross," Philip said, as he inspected 
>> > his
>> > right hand; it looked like some of the old burn scars had broken open 
>> > from
>> > the impact with the doorframe. "It just seemed as though he was 
>> > implying
>> > that the whole mess was not only our responsibility, but our fault. But 
>> > I
>> > suppose we all have to make do as best we can."
>
> "No apologies are necessary. You're right, his reaction was a bit 
> frustrating.I only hope he actually passes the information along," Braham 
> replied.
>
>>Cyril noticed the condition of Phillip's hand over his shoulder.
>>"That's a nasty wound.  I think we have some gauze in our flat.  Do you
>>want to take care of that before we go back to the party?" he offered.
>
>>Philip laughed wryly. "It's not nearly as bad as it has been, I can tell 
>>you
>>that. Still, it'd be best not to bleed on anything, particularly given the
>>circumstances. I've some bandages in my room as well; no sense in using up
>>yours due to my own clumsiness. I'll just pop in and take care of it, then
>>meet you back at the Fitroys'. Thanks for the offer, though."
>
> Braham looked down at the injury. "I'm sure you are probably quite skilled 
> at taking care of it yourself but if you would like assistance I really am 
> in no hurry to return to whatever is left of the party." His voice held no 
> pity, only practicality.

It was agreed then that the three should call in at Mrs Evans' flat on the 
way back up to the party.

This, of course, meant that they came face to face with Sweetie, who was 
stretched out on the sofa.  He looked up coldly at the unwarranted 
intrusion.