[MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat

[Pruehs, Ree M.]

> >> Richard helped support Esme, while they made their way to the flat.
> >>
> >> "Perhaps some tea," he said, looking up at the doawager 
> with a raised 
> >> eyebrow. "That's good for a lady's nerves, no?" He gave 
> her a crooked 
> >> smile. "I'm afraid I was always shooed out when my mother took to 
> >> fainting or such."
> >>
> >
> > "Did it happen often?" Arabella asked dryly. "As for tea, I 
> think it a
> > splendid idea. For all of us..."

"Tea it is," Vangie said firmly.
 
> As soon as they walked into the flat, they saw Cyril Beaman 
> and Braham Davis 
> standing somewhat nervously near the door of the lounge, 
> eying Sweetie, who 
> was watching them malevolently from the sofa, his striped 
> tail swaying 
> slowly with something of a cobra's menace.  Of Philip there 
> was no sign - 
> and then came a clatter from the bathroom that suggested 
> someone's presence 
> there. 

"What," Vangie demanded, "are you gentlemen doing =here?= ...well, tea
for a few more, I always say, is no more trouble than for a few..." She
disappeared into the kitchen.