[MaC] Murder_at_Christmas Digest, Vol 1, Issue 47

Wed Dec 29 16:26:11 EST 2004

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Today's Topics:

   1. Re: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (Katie Fulton)
   2. Re: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (Tara Kunkel)
   3. Re: Seperations: Oswald, Marion, James and Anton (Margaret Dean)
   4. Re: Separations: Hodges, Nicola and Michael (Knave of Amber)
   5. Re: Examining the body (Allen Veazey)
   6. RE: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (Pruehs, Ree M.)
   7. RE: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (Tara Kunkel)
   8. RE: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (revised)
      (Pruehs, Ree M.)
   9. RE: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (revised)
      (Brenda McCartney)
  10. Re: Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (revised) (Nowsounds)

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Message: 1
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 11:10:03 -0500
From: "Katie Fulton" <kcunningham40 at comcast.net>
Subject: Re: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat

> 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.

>"Evening, ladies, sir," Cyril greeted them over his shoulder, his eyes
>only briefly leaving the cat.  "We were just waiting for Phillip to
>re-bandage his hand.  He tore the dressing on the rubble outside.  How
>are things upstairs?"

Braham simply nodded a salutation, his eyes never leave the cat. He did
move slightly off to the side, to give the others room to enter. Briefly he
wondered who would be the first to brave the feline. Certainly it would not
be him. At this moment he would rather take his chances with the murderer.

"Calming," said Richard as he lead Esme to a settee. "It seems our temper
flares have coolled a bit. Everyone is splitting up, searching,
theorizing..." He motioned at the kitchen. "Getting tea."

It was then he noticed Sweetie, and the two little balls of hate one might
call eyes staring him down. He gave the cat a rictus grin.

"How are things down here?"

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Message: 2
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 12:09:55 -0500
From: Tara Kunkel <faespinner at yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat

> >"Evening, ladies, sir," Cyril greeted them over his shoulder, his eyes
> >only briefly leaving the cat.  "We were just waiting for Phillip to
> >re-bandage his hand.  He tore the dressing on the rubble outside.  How
> >are things upstairs?"
>
>Braham simply nodded a salutation, his eyes never leave the cat. He did
>move slightly off to the side, to give the others room to enter. Briefly he
>wondered who would be the first to brave the feline. Certainly it would not
>be him. At this moment he would rather take his chances with the murderer.
>
>"Calming," said Richard as he lead Esme to a settee. "It seems our temper
>flares have coolled a bit. Everyone is splitting up, searching,
>theorizing..." He motioned at the kitchen. "Getting tea."
>
>It was then he noticed Sweetie, and the two little balls of hate one might
>call eyes staring him down. He gave the cat a rictus grin.
>
>"How are things down here?"

Braham held his ground by the door, "Well I'm afraid the Warden was not
much help. He sounded as if the whole matter was a nuisance that we should
be able to resolve ourselves." He shrugged. "I asked that he notify the
police since we are not allowed to leave the building. I suppose we'll just
have to bide our time and hope word gets to them in a timely manner.

"Beyond that, things are calm enough. Officer Powell just needed fresh
dressing on his wound."

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Message: 3
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 18:11:13 +0100
From: "Margaret Dean" <margdean56 at operamail.com>
Subject: Re: [MaC] Seperations: Oswald, Marion, James and Anton

>
> > The party then separated in different directions - Hodges,
> > Michael and Nicola to check all the flats (OOC - starting at the
> > top or the bottom?); Oswald, Marion, James and Anton to go down
> > to the Skeffington-Nottles' flat to question Anton; Richard,
> > Vangie, Esme and Arabella to Vangie's flat (OOC - where they'll
> > encounter the other three, of course), and Marty, Glorence and
> > Marhorie remaining in the flat - close to the investigation that
> > was going on in Anton's flat.
> >
> > James walked over to Anton and put a hand on his shoulder.
> > Quietly, he explained the plan again to Anton in Polish.  He then
> > tapped his shoulder to bid Anton to rise, to lead them downstairs
> > to his flat.
> >
> > The officer for the rationing board swiveled his head and his
> > gaze to Oswald and Marion to ensure that they were following the
> > two of them downstairs.
> >
>
> Oswald moved forward and indicated the lounge.  "Just make
> yourselves comfortavle," he told them.  "Can I get anyone a drink?"
>
> "Please," said Anton.  He still looked shaken.  "A small cognac."

Marion looked almost longingly at the bottles, but shook her head.  "I'd 
better not.  This would not be the time for me to be laid low with a 
migraine," she explained.

--Margaret Dean
  <margdean56 at operamail.com>

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Message: 4
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 09:48:07 -0800
From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel at gmail.com>
Subject: Re: [MaC] Separations: Hodges, Nicola and Michael

> There was no-one in his flat - although Hodges was able to produce his
> somewhat elderly Home Guard rifle.
>
> The other flats on this floor belonged to the Countess and her daughter, 
> the
> Wing Commander, and Miss Marjorie Higgins.
> Hodges checked and loaded a shell into the chamber of the old rifle,
> shouldered it for the march and turned to the others after an inspection 
> of
> his own flat.  "Shall we proceed in order then?"  He asked, leading the 
> way
> to Flat No 2.

"If you don't mind, perhaps my flat next, so I might recover my
sidearm," Michael suggests.

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Message: 5
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 12:05:00 -0600
From: Allen Veazey <veazeyae at gmail.com>
Subject: Re: [MaC] Examining the body

> She worked neatly and energetically, defying the body's weight and
> rigour to tug and work the dress on. After smoothing Nola's hair
> carefully, she stepped back and shook her head. "Best I can do, and that
> little enough," she said with regret. "I'll just step into the kitchen
> and wash up. Could you kindly look after Tabitha, Mrs.
> Skeffington-Nottle? I daresay she won't want to see *me*."

Warren turned away as Nola was being examined and
dressed; it was hard to tell if it was courtesy or
sqeamishness that caused him to do so. Instead, he
had his attention on the floor. He shook his head.

"How utterly peculiar," he said. "Miss Diamond... drug use,
you say? An abortion? I am very sorry to hear that..." He
looked in the direction of the other room. "I wonder what
our Mister Barowenski saw."

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Message: 6
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 14:11:52 -0500
From: "Pruehs, Ree M." <rpruehs at Itctransco.com>
Subject: RE: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat

> > >"Evening, ladies, sir," Cyril greeted them over his shoulder, his
> > >eyes only briefly leaving the cat.  "We were just waiting
> for Phillip
> > >to re-bandage his hand.  He tore the dressing on the
> rubble outside.
> > >How are things upstairs?"
> >
> >Braham simply nodded a salutation, his eyes never leave the
> cat. He did
> >move slightly off to the side, to give the others room to enter.
> >Briefly he wondered who would be the first to brave the feline.
> >Certainly it would not be him. At this moment he would
> rather take his
> >chances with the murderer.
> >
> >"Calming," said Richard as he lead Esme to a settee. "It seems our
> >temper flares have coolled a bit. Everyone is splitting up,
> searching,
> >theorizing..." He motioned at the kitchen. "Getting tea."
> >
> >It was then he noticed Sweetie, and the two little balls of hate one
> >might call eyes staring him down. He gave the cat a rictus grin.
> >
> >"How are things down here?"
>
> Braham held his ground by the door, "Well I'm afraid the
> Warden was not
> much help. He sounded as if the whole matter was a nuisance
> that we should
> be able to resolve ourselves." He shrugged. "I asked that he
> notify the
> police since we are not allowed to leave the building. I
> suppose we'll just
> have to bide our time and hope word gets to them in a timely manner.
>
> "Beyond that, things are calm enough. Officer Powell just
> needed fresh
> dressing on his wound."

Vangie came back into the room carrying a tray with a plate of assorted
cookies and a stack of small plates just in time to hear this last.
"What wound?"

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Message: 7
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 14:30:03 -0500
From: Tara Kunkel <faespinner at yahoo.com>
Subject: RE: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat

> > >"How are things down here?"
> >
> > Braham held his ground by the door, "Well I'm afraid the
> > Warden was not
> > much help. He sounded as if the whole matter was a nuisance
> > that we should
> > be able to resolve ourselves." He shrugged. "I asked that he
> > notify the
> > police since we are not allowed to leave the building. I
> > suppose we'll just
> > have to bide our time and hope word gets to them in a timely manner.
> >
> > "Beyond that, things are calm enough. Officer Powell just
> > needed fresh
> > dressing on his wound."
>
>Vangie came back into the room carrying a tray with a plate of assorted
>cookies and a stack of small plates just in time to hear this last.
>"What wound?"

"The old one," Braham replied. Though not feeling a need to go into much
detail he added, "He caught his hand on the doorjamb as we re-entered the
building. It seems to have aggravated the healing process."

Feeling a bit safer with Evangeline in the room, he ventured beyond the
doorway towards the sitting area. "Is there something I can be of help
with?" he asked sincerely.

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Message: 8
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 14:38:32 -0500
From: "Pruehs, Ree M." <rpruehs at Itctransco.com>
Subject: RE: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (revised)

> > > >"How are things down here?"
> > >
> > > Braham held his ground by the door, "Well I'm afraid the
> Warden was
> > > not much help. He sounded as if the whole matter was a nuisance
> > > that we should
> > > be able to resolve ourselves." He shrugged. "I asked that he
> > > notify the
> > > police since we are not allowed to leave the building. I
> > > suppose we'll just
> > > have to bide our time and hope word gets to them in a
> timely manner.
> > >
> > > "Beyond that, things are calm enough. Officer Powell just needed
> > > fresh dressing on his wound."
> >
> >Vangie came back into the room carrying a tray with a plate
> of assorted
> >biscuits, a sliced small cake and a stack of small plates just in
time to hear this last.
> >"What wound?"
>
> "The old one," Braham replied. Though not feeling a need to
> go into much
> detail he added, "He caught his hand on the doorjamb as we
> re-entered the
> building. It seems to have aggravated the healing process."
>
> Feeling a bit safer with Evangeline in the room, he ventured
> beyond the
> doorway towards the sitting area. "Is there something I can
> be of help
> with?" he asked sincerely.

"Have a biscuit," Vangie said cheerfully. "Or a piece of cake. Made it
myself this morning, sugarless =and= eggless. I've got the kettle on."

[ooc: Please forgive the unintended Americanism. That was me not
thinking rather than something intended as a Clue.]

She went across to the bathroom door and tapped firmly on it. "Philip!
Do you need anything?"

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Message: 9
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 12:35:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Brenda McCartney <windeaglebjm at yahoo.com>
Subject: RE: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (revised)

> > > > >"How are things down here?"
> > > >
> > > > Braham held his ground by the door, "Well I'm afraid the
> > Warden was
> > > > not much help. He sounded as if the whole matter was a nuisance
> > > > that we should
> > > > be able to resolve ourselves." He shrugged. "I asked that he
> > > > notify the
> > > > police since we are not allowed to leave the building. I
> > > > suppose we'll just
> > > > have to bide our time and hope word gets to them in a
> > timely manner.
> > > >
> > > > "Beyond that, things are calm enough. Officer Powell just
> needed
> > > > fresh dressing on his wound."
> > >
> > >Vangie came back into the room carrying a tray with a plate
> > of assorted
> > >biscuits, a sliced small cake and a stack of small plates just in
> time to hear this last.
> > >"What wound?"
> >
> > "The old one," Braham replied. Though not feeling a need to
> > go into much
> > detail he added, "He caught his hand on the doorjamb as we
> > re-entered the
> > building. It seems to have aggravated the healing process."
> >
> > Feeling a bit safer with Evangeline in the room, he ventured
> > beyond the
> > doorway towards the sitting area. "Is there something I can
> > be of help
> > with?" he asked sincerely.
>
> "Have a biscuit," Vangie said cheerfully. "Or a piece of cake. Made
> it
> myself this morning, sugarless =and= eggless. I've got the kettle
> on."
>
> [ooc: Please forgive the unintended Americanism. That was me not
> thinking rather than something intended as a Clue.]
>
> She went across to the bathroom door and tapped firmly on it.
> "Philip!
> Do you need anything?"

While Evangeline checked on Phillip, Cyril moved to the tea service and
offered, "Would any of you care for some tea?  I'll pour out."  He
looked at Richard, Arabella and Braham in turn.  However, his glance
lingered on Arabella a moment longer than the men.

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Message: 10
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 15:42:05 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <nowsounds at comcast.net>
Subject: Re: [MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat (revised)

>>
>> "Have a biscuit," Vangie said cheerfully. "Or a piece of cake. Made
>> it
>> myself this morning, sugarless =and= eggless. I've got the kettle
>> on."

>> She went across to the bathroom door and tapped firmly on it.
>> "Philip!
>> Do you need anything?"
>
> While Evangeline checked on Phillip, Cyril moved to the tea service and
> offered, "Would any of you care for some tea?  I'll pour out."  He
> looked at Richard, Arabella and Braham in turn.  However, his glance
> lingered on Arabella a moment longer than the men.

"I should like some, Mr.Beaman," the dowager said with a pleasant smile.
"Sweet, please." She reached for a biscuit as well, then said to the others,
"Mrs. Evans makes a rather good wartime cake. You hardly notice what isn't
in it, because the rest comes together so well."

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