Hi Jayna

I'm afraid I'm not running the game this year.  I didn't run it last
year either - as I've become involved in some very busy all-year games.

Perhaps next year!  Or perhaps someone else will volunteer to run it
instead!


Mel


>
> Please send me the information as to where the posts are going
> Jayna
>

Please send me the information as to where the posts are going
Jayna

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

Yahoo have now decided that all groups need to be active once every ninety days,
otherwise they will remove them - which, I suppose, is fair for "dead" games,
but a bit difficult for games like thse!  I am therefore going to start sending
a monthly "reminder" message that should satisfy these requirements.

There will be a new Murder at Christmas Game this coming Christmas.  The same
rules will apply, but the setting will be different.

If you would like to play the game, please contact me at delan.anderon@...

Priority will be given to last years' players ('cos you were wonderful), but
there will certainly be other slots available.  Once again, I am aiming for
10-12 players who will undertake to post at least once a day between December
22nd and January 6th (with Christmas Day and Boxing Day off, if you want).

Old players can either keep their old characters (with new secrets, I think), or
create wholly new ones.  If you are playing an old character, we will establish
whether you know the other old characters involved (i.e. does Oswald =remember=
Lucinda and that nasty affair at Sir Wallace Emerson's?).

It's much too soon to think about this really, but hopefully this should keep
Yahoo happy until we all go crazy at Christmas - and please just start deleting
these messages - or move to Web only!

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    3. Re: "Now we know..." (Nowsounds)
    4. Re: "Now we know..." (Dorothea Salo)
    5. Re: "Now we know..." (Nowsounds)
    6. Re: "Now we know..." (Dorothea Salo)
    7. Re: "Now we know..." (Nowsounds)
    8. RE: "Now we know..." (Brian Schoner)
    9. Re: "Now we know..." (Knave of Amber)
   10. Re: "Now we know..." (Mel Mason)
   11. Re: "Now we know..." (Dorothea Salo)


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Message: 1
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 14:27:17 +0000
From: Nowsounds@...
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> >>As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew
> >>their weapons too, and one shouted, "Halt! Or we'll fire!"
> >
> >
> > Philip angled away from the UXB team, but otherwise acted as though he
> > had
> > not heard any of the threats. He certainly didn't slow down.
>
> Upstairs, Pamela heard the shouting, and her training cut in. She
> seized her bag in one hand and her skirt in the other and made for the
> stairs without a word, pelting down them as fast as her high-heeled
> slippers would let her.
>
> To Hades with the lift. And to Hades with Fitzroy. If Philip Powell was
> going to blow up half of London, *someone* would have to help put it
> back together.

"Pamela, no!" Arabella cried. It tore from her as she hurriedly followed her
daughter. With all the worry they'd shared over Edmund, it had never
occurred to her that Pamela might willfully place herself in a
near-equivalent danger....
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Message: 2
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 13:02:41 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> "Pamela, no!" Arabella cried. It tore from her as she hurriedly
> followed her daughter. With all the worry they'd shared over Edmund,
> it had never occurred to her that Pamela might willfully place
> herself in a near-equivalent danger....

The cry brought Pamela to a sudden halt; she had to grab the bannister
to keep from falling head-over-heels down the remaining stairs. She
pushed herself upright. "Mum?" she called, at the unmistakable sound of
her mother's descent. "Mum, go back. Stay upstairs. I'll be fine; you
just go back."



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Message: 3
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 19:20:42 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> "Pamela, no!" Arabella cried. It tore from her as she hurriedly
>> followed her daughter. With all the worry they'd shared over Edmund,
>> it had never occurred to her that Pamela might willfully place
>> herself in a near-equivalent danger....
>
> The cry brought Pamela to a sudden halt; she had to grab the bannister to
> keep from falling head-over-heels down the remaining stairs. She pushed
> herself upright. "Mum?" she called, at the unmistakable sound of her
> mother's descent. "Mum, go back. Stay upstairs. I'll be fine; you just go
> back."

"Let them handle it... let Michael, let the authorities. It's been so
dreadful tonight... Mrs. Evans... all of it. I couldn't bear it if anything
happened to you. That would be the last straw, Pamela."




------------------------------

Message: 4
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 19:41:16 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> "Let them handle it... let Michael, let the authorities. It's been so
> dreadful tonight... Mrs. Evans... all of it. I couldn't bear it if
> anything happened to you. That would be the last straw, Pamela."

Michael's shots overwhelmed Arabella's last few words, but Pamela knew
her mother well, and guessed correctly what she had said. "Mum," she
said, trying to keep the shakes out of her voice, "all *they* know how
to do is hurt and kill. I have to go out and help; it's my *job*. Please
let me. Please let me go, Mum."



------------------------------

Message: 5
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 20:50:24 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> "Let them handle it... let Michael, let the authorities. It's been so
>> dreadful tonight... Mrs. Evans... all of it. I couldn't bear it if
>> anything happened to you. That would be the last straw, Pamela."
>
> Michael's shots overwhelmed Arabella's last few words, but Pamela knew her
> mother well, and guessed correctly what she had said. "Mum," she said,
> trying to keep the shakes out of her voice, "all *they* know how to do is
> hurt and kill. I have to go out and help; it's my *job*. Please let me.
> Please let me go, Mum."

Arabella winced slightly at the characterization of Michael as one of those
who only know how to 'hurt and kill'. But after a moment she said quietly,
"Well... you really have become a woman, haven't you? And quite a woman.
Just... be careful, darling. Promise me..."




------------------------------

Message: 6
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 20:05:00 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> Arabella winced slightly at the characterization of Michael as one of
> those who only know how to 'hurt and kill'. But after a moment she said
> quietly, "Well... you really have become a woman, haven't you? And quite
> a woman. Just... be careful, darling. Promise me..."

"Of course, Mum. I promise. I'll stay behind the Group Commander until
the worst is over." Freed, Pamela resumed her helter-skelter rush down
the stairs to the building's front door. As she neared it, the rush of
December air reminded her forcefully that she'd forgotten her wrap --
but what could she do but keep going?



------------------------------

Message: 7
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 21:23:07 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> Arabella winced slightly at the characterization of Michael as one of
>> those who only know how to 'hurt and kill'. But after a moment she said
>> quietly, "Well... you really have become a woman, haven't you? And quite
>> a woman. Just... be careful, darling. Promise me..."
>
> "Of course, Mum. I promise. I'll stay behind the Group Commander until the
> worst is over." Freed, Pamela resumed her helter-skelter rush down the
> stairs to the building's front door. As she neared it, the rush of
> December air reminded her forcefully that she'd forgotten her wrap --
> but what could she do but keep going?

Arabella watched her go. "Watch out for my little girl," she prayed... "for
Michael... for all of them." Then she turned and went back up to the flat
where the others waited.




------------------------------

Message: 8
Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 15:42:52 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> On the street, Michael didn't hesitate. *Crack*, *crack*,
> *crack* three shots rang out. He would've aimed low, hoping
> to just wound him like in those American movies, but the
> Blitz's rubble obscured too much of the pilot. Center mass,
> just like they taught in training, in the Great War.

The first shot hit Philip in the shoulder, hard; it didn't drop him
immediately, but it knocked his left side forward so he was starting to spin
as the second bullet hit him squarely in the back. The third bullet missed,
but only because Philip had already begun to drop to the rubble-strewn
pavement; it struck a building opposite and caromed harmlessly into the
pavement.

> As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
> Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.

When he arrived, Philip was down. The blood was bright red, most of it;
probably a lung wound, then. Philip was gasping for breath with no apparent
success, and his eyes settled on Michael's after a few moments. There was no
anger in the eyes, no hatred, just confusion and regret.

Philip took a deep breath, in obvious pain, and tried to say something, but
instead he simply died.





------------------------------

Message: 9
Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 17:50:41 -0500
From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> > As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
> > Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.
>
> When he arrived, Philip was down. The blood was bright red, most of it;
> probably a lung wound, then. Philip was gasping for breath with no
> apparent
> success, and his eyes settled on Michael's after a few moments. There was
> no
> anger in the eyes, no hatred, just confusion and regret.
>
> Philip took a deep breath, in obvious pain, and tried to say something,
> but
> instead he simply died.

"Bloody hell," Michael spat on the rubble. He dropped to his knees
next to the body and closed the pilot's eyes. He whispered a prayer as
his own eyes began to tear.

"We're even Skeffers. One got away, this one didn't. A null game," he
said to no one in particular. He holstered his pistol out of sheer
reflex and watched the red stain slowly darken more and more of
Powell's uniform. It was different watching a plane billow with smoke
and fire as it fell from the sky, a result of your weapons. There was
a detachment that Michael just couldn't find here.



------------------------------

Message: 10
Date: Mon, 14 Feb 2005 00:06:07 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> > As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
>> > Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.
>>
>> When he arrived, Philip was down. The blood was bright red, most of it;
>> probably a lung wound, then. Philip was gasping for breath with no
>> apparent
>> success, and his eyes settled on Michael's after a few moments. There was
>> no
>> anger in the eyes, no hatred, just confusion and regret.
>>
>> Philip took a deep breath, in obvious pain, and tried to say something,
>> but
>> instead he simply died.
>
> "Bloody hell," Michael spat on the rubble. He dropped to his knees
> next to the body and closed the pilot's eyes. He whispered a prayer as
> his own eyes began to tear.
>
> "We're even Skeffers. One got away, this one didn't. A null game," he
> said to no one in particular. He holstered his pistol out of sheer
> reflex and watched the red stain slowly darken more and more of
> Powell's uniform. It was different watching a plane billow with smoke
> and fire as it fell from the sky, a result of your weapons. There was
> a detachment that Michael just couldn't find here.
>

Oswald moved forward, his hand resting on the other man's shoulder.  "You
did what had to be done, Warren," he said, using the other's true name at
last.  "If he had survived ... well, what he had to look forward to wouldn't
have been very pleasant.  This might be the way he preferred.  There's a lot
of death around us - some glorious, and some messy, and squalid.  What
you've done ... you've saved him one of the worst kinds.  Just as you saved
Dr Marsden seven years ago.  That time - she lived to thank you.  This time
.. I believe he would have thanked you too."

He let his hand rest a moment longer, and then turned to Inspector Gideon.

"We'd better go back upstairs," he said.  "There's a man we believe to be
dying - and something else you should see too."

"Coming?" he asked Michael.


(OOC - who is at the bottom of the stairs?)





------------------------------

Message: 11
Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 18:23:27 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> He let his hand rest a moment longer, and then turned to Inspector Gideon.
>
> "We'd better go back upstairs," he said.  "There's a man we believe to
> be dying - and something else you should see too."
>
> "Coming?" he asked Michael.

A little way outside the door to Mortmain Mansions stood Pamela and a
soldier. "... Hutchinson, Women's Auxiliary Air Force and a trained
nurse," they heard her say, as crisply as she could through lips
beginning to numb from cold. "I heard the shots, we all did; I can help,
if you will only let me through, sir!"



------------------------------

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> Message: 1
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 14:27:17 +0000
> From: Nowsounds@...
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: murder_at_christmas@...
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>> >>As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew
>> >>their weapons too, and one shouted, "Halt! Or we'll fire!"
>> >
>> >
>> > Philip angled away from the UXB team, but otherwise acted as though he
>> > had
>> > not heard any of the threats. He certainly didn't slow down.
>>
>> Upstairs, Pamela heard the shouting, and her training cut in. She
>> seized her bag in one hand and her skirt in the other and made for the
>> stairs without a word, pelting down them as fast as her high-heeled
>> slippers would let her.
>>
>> To Hades with the lift. And to Hades with Fitzroy. If Philip Powell was
>> going to blow up half of London, *someone* would have to help put it
>> back together.
>
> "Pamela, no!" Arabella cried. It tore from her as she hurriedly followed
> her daughter. With all the worry they'd shared over Edmund, it had never
> occurred to her that Pamela might willfully place herself in a
> near-equivalent danger....
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> Message: 2
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 13:02:41 -0600
> From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
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> To: murder_at_christmas@...
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>> "Pamela, no!" Arabella cried. It tore from her as she hurriedly
>> followed her daughter. With all the worry they'd shared over Edmund,
>> it had never occurred to her that Pamela might willfully place
>> herself in a near-equivalent danger....
>
> The cry brought Pamela to a sudden halt; she had to grab the bannister
> to keep from falling head-over-heels down the remaining stairs. She
> pushed herself upright. "Mum?" she called, at the unmistakable sound of
> her mother's descent. "Mum, go back. Stay upstairs. I'll be fine; you
> just go back."
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 3
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 19:20:42 -0500
> From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: <murder_at_christmas@...>
> Message-ID: <004c01c50fcf$85dac0c0$6401a8c0@Barbara>
> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="iso-8859-1";
> reply-type=response
>
>
>>> "Pamela, no!" Arabella cried. It tore from her as she hurriedly
>>> followed her daughter. With all the worry they'd shared over Edmund,
>>> it had never occurred to her that Pamela might willfully place
>>> herself in a near-equivalent danger....
>>
>> The cry brought Pamela to a sudden halt; she had to grab the bannister to
>> keep from falling head-over-heels down the remaining stairs. She pushed
>> herself upright. "Mum?" she called, at the unmistakable sound of her
>> mother's descent. "Mum, go back. Stay upstairs. I'll be fine; you just go
>> back."
>
> "Let them handle it... let Michael, let the authorities. It's been so
> dreadful tonight... Mrs. Evans... all of it. I couldn't bear it if
> anything
> happened to you. That would be the last straw, Pamela."
>
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 4
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 19:41:16 -0600
> From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: murder_at_christmas@...
> Message-ID: <420C0D3C.2090106@...>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1; format=flowed
>
>> "Let them handle it... let Michael, let the authorities. It's been so
>> dreadful tonight... Mrs. Evans... all of it. I couldn't bear it if
>> anything happened to you. That would be the last straw, Pamela."
>
> Michael's shots overwhelmed Arabella's last few words, but Pamela knew
> her mother well, and guessed correctly what she had said. "Mum," she
> said, trying to keep the shakes out of her voice, "all *they* know how
> to do is hurt and kill. I have to go out and help; it's my *job*. Please
> let me. Please let me go, Mum."
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 5
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 20:50:24 -0500
> From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: <murder_at_christmas@...>
> Message-ID: <001601c50fdc$0df41950$6401a8c0@Barbara>
> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="iso-8859-1";
> reply-type=response
>
>
>
>>> "Let them handle it... let Michael, let the authorities. It's been so
>>> dreadful tonight... Mrs. Evans... all of it. I couldn't bear it if
>>> anything happened to you. That would be the last straw, Pamela."
>>
>> Michael's shots overwhelmed Arabella's last few words, but Pamela knew
>> her
>> mother well, and guessed correctly what she had said. "Mum," she said,
>> trying to keep the shakes out of her voice, "all *they* know how to do is
>> hurt and kill. I have to go out and help; it's my *job*. Please let me.
>> Please let me go, Mum."
>
> Arabella winced slightly at the characterization of Michael as one of
> those
> who only know how to 'hurt and kill'. But after a moment she said quietly,
> "Well... you really have become a woman, haven't you? And quite a woman.
> Just... be careful, darling. Promise me..."
>
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 6
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 20:05:00 -0600
> From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: murder_at_christmas@...
> Message-ID: <420C12CC.6040108@...>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1; format=flowed
>
>> Arabella winced slightly at the characterization of Michael as one of
>> those who only know how to 'hurt and kill'. But after a moment she said
>> quietly, "Well... you really have become a woman, haven't you? And quite
>> a woman. Just... be careful, darling. Promise me..."
>
> "Of course, Mum. I promise. I'll stay behind the Group Commander until
> the worst is over." Freed, Pamela resumed her helter-skelter rush down
> the stairs to the building's front door. As she neared it, the rush of
> December air reminded her forcefully that she'd forgotten her wrap --
> but what could she do but keep going?
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 7
> Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 21:23:07 -0500
> From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: <murder_at_christmas@...>
> Message-ID: <002d01c50fe0$a0813380$6401a8c0@Barbara>
> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="iso-8859-1";
> reply-type=response
>
>
>
>>> Arabella winced slightly at the characterization of Michael as one of
>>> those who only know how to 'hurt and kill'. But after a moment she said
>>> quietly, "Well... you really have become a woman, haven't you? And quite
>>> a woman. Just... be careful, darling. Promise me..."
>>
>> "Of course, Mum. I promise. I'll stay behind the Group Commander until
>> the
>> worst is over." Freed, Pamela resumed her helter-skelter rush down the
>> stairs to the building's front door. As she neared it, the rush of
>> December air reminded her forcefully that she'd forgotten her wrap --
>> but what could she do but keep going?
>
> Arabella watched her go. "Watch out for my little girl," she prayed...
> "for
> Michael... for all of them." Then she turned and went back up to the flat
> where the others waited.
>
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 8
> Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 15:42:52 -0500
> From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
> Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: "'Knave of Amber'" <kris.kunkel@...>,
> <murder_at_christmas@...>
> Message-ID: <000c01c5120c$99c18030$96f1fea9@BriansPC>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"
>
>> On the street, Michael didn't hesitate. *Crack*, *crack*,
>> *crack* three shots rang out. He would've aimed low, hoping
>> to just wound him like in those American movies, but the
>> Blitz's rubble obscured too much of the pilot. Center mass,
>> just like they taught in training, in the Great War.
>
> The first shot hit Philip in the shoulder, hard; it didn't drop him
> immediately, but it knocked his left side forward so he was starting to
> spin
> as the second bullet hit him squarely in the back. The third bullet
> missed,
> but only because Philip had already begun to drop to the rubble-strewn
> pavement; it struck a building opposite and caromed harmlessly into the
> pavement.
>
>> As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
>> Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.
>
> When he arrived, Philip was down. The blood was bright red, most of it;
> probably a lung wound, then. Philip was gasping for breath with no
> apparent
> success, and his eyes settled on Michael's after a few moments. There was
> no
> anger in the eyes, no hatred, just confusion and regret.
>
> Philip took a deep breath, in obvious pain, and tried to say something,
> but
> instead he simply died.
>
>
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 9
> Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 17:50:41 -0500
> From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: murder_at_christmas@...
> Message-ID: <3b089f7c05021314505e865993@...>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII
>
>> > As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
>> > Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.
>>
>> When he arrived, Philip was down. The blood was bright red, most of it;
>> probably a lung wound, then. Philip was gasping for breath with no
>> apparent
>> success, and his eyes settled on Michael's after a few moments. There was
>> no
>> anger in the eyes, no hatred, just confusion and regret.
>>
>> Philip took a deep breath, in obvious pain, and tried to say something,
>> but
>> instead he simply died.
>
> "Bloody hell," Michael spat on the rubble. He dropped to his knees
> next to the body and closed the pilot's eyes. He whispered a prayer as
> his own eyes began to tear.
>
> "We're even Skeffers. One got away, this one didn't. A null game," he
> said to no one in particular. He holstered his pistol out of sheer
> reflex and watched the red stain slowly darken more and more of
> Powell's uniform. It was different watching a plane billow with smoke
> and fire as it fell from the sky, a result of your weapons. There was
> a detachment that Michael just couldn't find here.
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 10
> Date: Mon, 14 Feb 2005 00:06:07 -0000
> From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: <murder_at_christmas@...>
> Message-ID: <009c01c51228$fb7cd060$0202a8c0@Behemoth>
> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="iso-8859-1";
> reply-type=original
>
>
>>> > As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
>>> > Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.
>>>
>>> When he arrived, Philip was down. The blood was bright red, most of it;
>>> probably a lung wound, then. Philip was gasping for breath with no
>>> apparent
>>> success, and his eyes settled on Michael's after a few moments. There
>>> was
>>> no
>>> anger in the eyes, no hatred, just confusion and regret.
>>>
>>> Philip took a deep breath, in obvious pain, and tried to say something,
>>> but
>>> instead he simply died.
>>
>> "Bloody hell," Michael spat on the rubble. He dropped to his knees
>> next to the body and closed the pilot's eyes. He whispered a prayer as
>> his own eyes began to tear.
>>
>> "We're even Skeffers. One got away, this one didn't. A null game," he
>> said to no one in particular. He holstered his pistol out of sheer
>> reflex and watched the red stain slowly darken more and more of
>> Powell's uniform. It was different watching a plane billow with smoke
>> and fire as it fell from the sky, a result of your weapons. There was
>> a detachment that Michael just couldn't find here.
>>
>
> Oswald moved forward, his hand resting on the other man's shoulder.  "You
> did what had to be done, Warren," he said, using the other's true name at
> last.  "If he had survived ... well, what he had to look forward to
> wouldn't
> have been very pleasant.  This might be the way he preferred.  There's a
> lot
> of death around us - some glorious, and some messy, and squalid.  What
> you've done ... you've saved him one of the worst kinds.  Just as you
> saved
> Dr Marsden seven years ago.  That time - she lived to thank you.  This
> time
> .. I believe he would have thanked you too."
>
> He let his hand rest a moment longer, and then turned to Inspector Gideon.
>
> "We'd better go back upstairs," he said.  "There's a man we believe to be
> dying - and something else you should see too."
>
> "Coming?" he asked Michael.
>
>
> (OOC - who is at the bottom of the stairs?)
>
>
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 11
> Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 18:23:27 -0600
> From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
> Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."
> To: murder_at_christmas@...
> Message-ID: <420FEF7F.7090609@...>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1; format=flowed
>
>> He let his hand rest a moment longer, and then turned to Inspector
>> Gideon.
>>
>> "We'd better go back upstairs," he said.  "There's a man we believe to
>> be dying - and something else you should see too."
>>
>> "Coming?" he asked Michael.
>
> A little way outside the door to Mortmain Mansions stood Pamela and a
> soldier. "... Hutchinson, Women's Auxiliary Air Force and a trained
> nurse," they heard her say, as crisply as she could through lips
> beginning to numb from cold. "I heard the shots, we all did; I can help,
> if you will only let me through, sir!"
>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
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Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2005 22:40:47 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> "Officer Powell," said Oswald, moving towards the group.  "I
> have you pills. I'm sure you'll inderstand that I can't give
> you the whole bottle, but I shall see it's available.  What's
> your normal dosage?"
>
> He started to unscrew the bottle.

Philip sagged, as though the unability to get the bottle of pills was the
straw that broke him. "Two," he said softly. "Though perhaps I could get
four...two for the morning?"





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Message: 2
Date: Mon, 7 Feb 2005 23:58:31 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."



>> "Officer Powell," said Oswald, moving towards the group.  "I
>> have you pills. I'm sure you'll inderstand that I can't give
>> you the whole bottle, but I shall see it's available.  What's
>> your normal dosage?"
>>
>> He started to unscrew the bottle.
>
> Philip sagged, as though the unability to get the bottle of pills was the
> straw that broke him. "Two," he said softly. "Though perhaps I could get
> four...two for the morning?"
>

Oswald hesitated, two pills in his outstretched hand.  "I don't know ... "
He looked at the Inspector.

Inspector Gideon shook his head.  "Best not," he said, not unkindly.
"There'll be available to you in the morning."

Oswald nodded and offered Philip the pills.





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Message: 3
Date: Mon, 7 Feb 2005 19:04:10 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> Oswald hesitated, two pills in his outstretched hand.  "I
> don't know ... " He looked at the Inspector.
>
> Inspector Gideon shook his head.  "Best not," he said, not unkindly.
> "There'll be available to you in the morning."
>
> Oswald nodded and offered Philip the pills.

Philip sagged a little further, if that was possible, and reached out a hand
to take the pills. Unfortunately, he was apparently still somewhat overcome
with the stresses of the day; he had barely taken the pills from Oswald's
palm when he dropped one, then the other. The oblong tablets skittered along
the floor in widely disparate directions.

"I'm sorry," Philip said weakly, as everyone's eyes automatically turned
downward to find the escaped pills.

Then, showing an energy that had been lacking ever since his confession, he
darted past the distracted detectives and through the door into the London
night.





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Message: 4
Date: Mon, 7 Feb 2005 19:17:46 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."



Philip sagged a little further, if that was possible, and reached out a hand
to take the pills. Unfortunately, he was apparently still somewhat overcome
with the stresses of the day; he had barely taken the pills from Oswald's
palm when he dropped one, then the other. The oblong tablets skittered along
the floor in widely disparate directions.

"I'm sorry," Philip said weakly, as everyone's eyes automatically turned
downward to find the escaped pills.

Then, showing an energy that had been lacking ever since his confession, he
darted past the distracted detectives and through the door into the London
night.

"Oh, no," Arabella said quietly. "He can't possibly think..." But then
again, she doubted any of them could fathom what that tormented young man
might or might not think...




------------------------------

Message: 5
Date: Mon, 07 Feb 2005 23:54:50 -0500
From: Margaret Dean <margdean@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."

>
> Philip sagged a little further, if that was possible, and reached out a
> hand
> to take the pills. Unfortunately, he was apparently still somewhat
> overcome
> with the stresses of the day; he had barely taken the pills from Oswald's
> palm when he dropped one, then the other. The oblong tablets skittered
> along
> the floor in widely disparate directions.
>
> "I'm sorry," Philip said weakly, as everyone's eyes automatically turned
> downward to find the escaped pills.
>
> Then, showing an energy that had been lacking ever since his confession,
> he
> darted past the distracted detectives and through the door into the London
> night.
>
> "Oh, no," Arabella said quietly. "He can't possibly think..." But then
> again, she doubted any of them could fathom what that tormented young man
> might or might not think...

"Oh, my God!" Marion gasped suddenly.  "The UXB..."


--Margaret Dean
   <margdean@...>



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Message: 6
Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2005 07:14:13 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> Philip sagged a little further, if that was possible, and reached out a
>> hand
>> to take the pills. Unfortunately, he was apparently still somewhat
>> overcome
>> with the stresses of the day; he had barely taken the pills from Oswald's
>> palm when he dropped one, then the other. The oblong tablets skittered
>> along
>> the floor in widely disparate directions.
>>
>> "I'm sorry," Philip said weakly, as everyone's eyes automatically turned
>> downward to find the escaped pills.
>>
>> Then, showing an energy that had been lacking ever since his confession,
>> he
>> darted past the distracted detectives and through the door into the
>> London
>> night.
>>
>> "Oh, no," Arabella said quietly. "He can't possibly think..." But then
>> again, she doubted any of them could fathom what that tormented young man
>> might or might not think...
>
> "Oh, my God!" Marion gasped suddenly.  "The UXB..."
>

Outside, all was still in darkness, although the approaching dawn (it had
been a long night) was giving shape and definition to the outline of
buildings and rubble that marked the remains of the tower block that had
once stood next to Mortmioan Mansions.  Two policeman could be seen, close
at hand, talking in low voices - at a slightly greater distance, a group of
soldiers were just visible, focused on something on the ground.

"Stop him!" shouted the Inspector.

The two policeman looked up.

"Hey - you can't go there, Sir!" one called, while the other, of a more
practical bent, ran towards Philip, stumbling over the rough ground.

The first policeman sounded his whistle in urgent alert, and the soldiers
looked up.





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Message: 7
Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2005 23:18:29 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> Outside, all was still in darkness, although the approaching
> dawn (it had been a long night) was giving shape and definition
> to the outline of buildings and rubble that marked the remains
> of the tower block that had once stood next to Mortmioan Mansions.
> Two policeman could be seen, close at hand, talking in low voices
> - at a slightly greater distance, a group of soldiers were just
> visible, focused on something on the ground.
>
> "Stop him!" shouted the Inspector.
>
> The two policeman looked up.
>
> "Hey - you can't go there, Sir!" one called, while the other,
> of a more practical bent, ran towards Philip, stumbling over the
> rough ground.
>
> The first policeman sounded his whistle in urgent alert, and
> the soldiers looked up.

Philip didn't stop, didn't turn; he merely kept running, away from the
police, from the soldiers, from the scene of the crime, from the people who
knew his guilt, from everything.





------------------------------

Message: 8
Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2005 07:51:52 -0500
From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> > Outside, all was still in darkness, although the approaching
> > dawn (it had been a long night) was giving shape and definition
> > to the outline of buildings and rubble that marked the remains
> > of the tower block that had once stood next to Mortmioan Mansions.
> > Two policeman could be seen, close at hand, talking in low voices
> > - at a slightly greater distance, a group of soldiers were just
> > visible, focused on something on the ground.
> >
> > "Stop him!" shouted the Inspector.
> >
> > The two policeman looked up.
> >
> > "Hey - you can't go there, Sir!" one called, while the other,
> > of a more practical bent, ran towards Philip, stumbling over the
> > rough ground.
> >
> > The first policeman sounded his whistle in urgent alert, and
> > the soldiers looked up.
>
> Philip didn't stop, didn't turn; he merely kept running, away from the
> police, from the soldiers, from the scene of the crime, from the people
> who
> knew his guilt, from everything.

"Powell! I'll shoot!" Michael called after him, drawing his own
service weapon and taking careful aim. If Phillip didn't stop, the
Group Commander would fire before the other pilot came close enough to
interfere with the UXB.



------------------------------

Message: 9
Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2005 23:01:47 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> > Outside, all was still in darkness, although the approaching
>> > dawn (it had been a long night) was giving shape and definition
>> > to the outline of buildings and rubble that marked the remains
>> > of the tower block that had once stood next to Mortmioan Mansions.
>> > Two policeman could be seen, close at hand, talking in low voices
>> > - at a slightly greater distance, a group of soldiers were just
>> > visible, focused on something on the ground.
>> >
>> > "Stop him!" shouted the Inspector.
>> >
>> > The two policeman looked up.
>> >
>> > "Hey - you can't go there, Sir!" one called, while the other,
>> > of a more practical bent, ran towards Philip, stumbling over the
>> > rough ground.
>> >
>> > The first policeman sounded his whistle in urgent alert, and
>> > the soldiers looked up.
>>
>> Philip didn't stop, didn't turn; he merely kept running, away from the
>> police, from the soldiers, from the scene of the crime, from the people
>> who
>> knew his guilt, from everything.
>
> "Powell! I'll shoot!" Michael called after him, drawing his own
> service weapon and taking careful aim. If Phillip didn't stop, the
> Group Commander would fire before the other pilot came close enough to
> interfere with the UXB.
>

As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew their weapons too,
and one shouted, "Halt!  Or we'll fire!"





------------------------------

Message: 10
Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2005 23:13:11 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> > "Powell! I'll shoot!" Michael called after him, drawing his own
> > service weapon and taking careful aim. If Phillip didn't stop, the
> > Group Commander would fire before the other pilot came
> > close enough to interfere with the UXB.
>
> As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew
> their weapons too, and one shouted, "Halt!  Or we'll fire!"

Philip angled away from the UXB team, but otherwise acted as though he had
not heard any of the threats. He certainly didn't slow down.





------------------------------

Message: 11
Date: Wed, 09 Feb 2005 22:27:09 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>>As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew
>>their weapons too, and one shouted, "Halt!  Or we'll fire!"
>
>
> Philip angled away from the UXB team, but otherwise acted as though he had
> not heard any of the threats. He certainly didn't slow down.

Upstairs, Pamela heard the shouting, and her training cut in. She
seized her bag in one hand and her skirt in the other and made for the
stairs without a word, pelting down them as fast as her high-heeled
slippers would let her.

To Hades with the lift. And to Hades with Fitzroy. If Philip Powell was
going to blow up half of London, *someone* would have to help put it
back together.



------------------------------

Message: 12
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 07:28:54 -0500
From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> >>As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew
> >>their weapons too, and one shouted, "Halt!  Or we'll fire!"
> >
> > Philip angled away from the UXB team, but otherwise acted as though he
> > had
> > not heard any of the threats. He certainly didn't slow down.
>
>        Upstairs, Pamela heard the shouting, and her training cut in. She
> seized her bag in one hand and her skirt in the other and made for the
> stairs without a word, pelting down them as fast as her high-heeled
> slippers would let her.
>
>        To Hades with the lift. And to Hades with Fitzroy. If Philip Powell
> was
> going to blow up half of London, *someone* would have to help put it
> back together.

On the street, Michael didn't hesitate. *Crack*, *crack*, *crack*
three shots rang out. He would've aimed low, hoping to just wound him
like in those American movies, but the Blitz's rubble obscured too
much of the pilot. Center mass, just like they taught in training, in
the Great War. As soon as the third shot left the pistol, the Group
Commander was running again, the pistol still in hand.

"Bloody hell."



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    4. Re: "Now we know..." (Nowsounds)
    5. Re: "Now we know..." (Brenda McCartney)
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Message: 1
Date: Tue, 1 Feb 2005 00:13:35 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> >> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie put down
>> >> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.  "Now we know
>> >> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She avoided looking
>> >> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
>> >> the door.
>> >
>> >
>> > Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is there
>> > anything we can do?"
>> >
>>
>> "Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He glanced
>> apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he did
>> not
>> force her to meet his gaze.
>
> Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you anything?  A glass
> of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the last
> moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's events.
>

At this point Oswald entered.

"Officer Powell wants his pain pills," he said, and then he made his way to
the table where the Officer had earlier emptied his pockets.  "Are they
still here?"

He lifted a small bottle and glanced at Vangie.  "Would these be the ones?"




------------------------------

Message: 2
Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 10:58:26 -0800
From: <ladyofamber@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."

> >
> > Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you anything?  A glass
> > of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the last
> > moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's events.
> >
>
> At this point Oswald entered.
>
> "Officer Powell wants his pain pills," he said, and then he made his way
> to
> the table where the Officer had earlier emptied his pockets.  "Are they
> still here?"
>
> He lifted a small bottle and glanced at Vangie.  "Would these be the
> ones?"

"I think Mr. Warren poured out the pills to look at them," Marjorie offered.
"Over there," she pointed to where the cloths were laid out and the
white pills were.



------------------------------

Message: 3
Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 14:03:58 -0500
From: "Pruehs, Ree M." <rpruehs@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> >> >> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie
> put down
> >> >> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.
> "Now we know
> >> >> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She
> avoided looking
> >> >> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
> >> >> the door.
> >> >
> >> > Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is there
> >> > anything we can do?"

She met Arabella's gaze with an unmistakable steel-spined resolve. "I
think now that the only person who can do anything is my solicitor.
..though if you would care to come with me, you would be welcome."

> >> "Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He glanced
> >> apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he did
> >> not force her to meet his gaze.

She nodded, absently, her mind clearly elsewhere.

> > Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you
> anything?  A glass
> > of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the last
> > moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's
> > events.

Vangie blinked. Her gaze cleared; she looked hopefully at Cyril. "Well,
yes, if you wouldn't mind...if you could just bring Sweetie up, so I can
finally =see= him...that would be wonderful."

> At this point Oswald entered.
>
> "Officer Powell wants his pain pills," he said, and then he
> made his way to
> the table where the Officer had earlier emptied his pockets.
> "Are they
> still here?"
>
> He lifted a small bottle and glanced at Vangie.  "Would these
> be the ones?"

[ooc: Assuming they are....]

Vangie studied the bottle in his hand a moment and nodded. "Yes." She
frowned before commenting, "It's very full...I think he was just at the
chemist yesterday. He usually only takes one...two if the pain is very
bad."



------------------------------

Message: 4
Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 14:21:05 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> >> >> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie
> put down
> >> >> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.
> "Now we know
> >> >> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She
> avoided looking
> >> >> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
> >> >> the door.
> >> >
> >> > Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is there
> >> > anything we can do?"

She met Arabella's gaze with an unmistakable steel-spined resolve. "I
think now that the only person who can do anything is my solicitor.
..though if you would care to come with me, you would be welcome."

"I will, of course," the Dowager said, with similar resolve. "Whenever you
wish."

> >> "Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He glanced
> >> apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he did
> >> not force her to meet his gaze.

She nodded, absently, her mind clearly elsewhere.

> > Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you
> anything?  A glass
> > of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the last
> > moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's
> > events.

Vangie blinked. Her gaze cleared; she looked hopefully at Cyril. "Well,
yes, if you wouldn't mind...if you could just bring Sweetie up, so I can
finally =see= him...that would be wonderful."

> At this point Oswald entered.
>
> "Officer Powell wants his pain pills," he said, and then he
> made his way to
> the table where the Officer had earlier emptied his pockets.
> "Are they
> still here?"
>
> He lifted a small bottle and glanced at Vangie.  "Would these
> be the ones?"

[ooc: Assuming they are....]

Vangie studied the bottle in his hand a moment and nodded. "Yes." She
frowned before commenting, "It's very full...I think he was just at the
chemist yesterday. He usually only takes one...two if the pain is very
bad."



------------------------------

Message: 5
Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 14:05:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Brenda McCartney <windeaglebjm@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."

>
> > >> >> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie
> > put down
> > >> >> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.
> > "Now we know
> > >> >> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She
> > avoided looking
> > >> >> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again
> by
> > >> >> the door.
> > >> >
> > >> > Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is
> there
> > >> > anything we can do?"
>
> She met Arabella's gaze with an unmistakable steel-spined resolve. "I
> think now that the only person who can do anything is my solicitor.
> ...though if you would care to come with me, you would be welcome."
>
> "I will, of course," the Dowager said, with similar resolve.
> "Whenever you
> wish."
>
> > >> "Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He
> glanced
> > >> apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he
> did
> > >> not force her to meet his gaze.
>
> She nodded, absently, her mind clearly elsewhere.
>
> > > Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you
> > anything?  A glass
> > > of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the
> last
> > > moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's
> > > events.
>
> Vangie blinked. Her gaze cleared; she looked hopefully at Cyril.
> "Well,
> yes, if you wouldn't mind...if you could just bring Sweetie up, so I
> can
> finally =see= him...that would be wonderful."

Cyril paled, but tried to sound cheery.  "Why...uh...of course, Mrs.
Evans.  Certainly."  He crossed the room and descended the stairs.
>
> > At this point Oswald entered.
> >
> > "Officer Powell wants his pain pills," he said, and then he
> > made his way to
> > the table where the Officer had earlier emptied his pockets.
> > "Are they
> > still here?"
> >
> > He lifted a small bottle and glanced at Vangie.  "Would these
> > be the ones?"
>
> [ooc: Assuming they are....]
>
> Vangie studied the bottle in his hand a moment and nodded. "Yes." She
> frowned before commenting, "It's very full...I think he was just at
> the
> chemist yesterday. He usually only takes one...two if the pain is
> very
> bad."


Downstairs, Cyril dug his winter gloves out of his coat pockets and
donned them as he went out into the hallway.  Those guests who were in
the lower level of the Beaman flat could hear "Here, kitty, kitty,
kitty" as Cyril made his way down the stairs to the floor below.



------------------------------

Message: 6
Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 23:36:12 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


Swooshing to include Heather's post:


> > >> >> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie
> > put down
> > >> >> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.
> > "Now we know
> > >> >> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She
> > avoided looking
> > >> >> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again
> by
> > >> >> the door.
> > >> >
> > >> > Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is
> there
> > >> > anything we can do?"
>
> She met Arabella's gaze with an unmistakable steel-spined resolve. "I
> think now that the only person who can do anything is my solicitor.
> ...though if you would care to come with me, you would be welcome."
>
> "I will, of course," the Dowager said, with similar resolve.
> "Whenever you
> wish."
>
> > >> "Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He
> glanced
> > >> apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he
> did
> > >> not force her to meet his gaze.
>
> She nodded, absently, her mind clearly elsewhere.
>
> > > Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you
> > anything?  A glass
> > > of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the
> last
> > > moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's
> > > events.
>
> Vangie blinked. Her gaze cleared; she looked hopefully at Cyril.
> "Well,
> yes, if you wouldn't mind...if you could just bring Sweetie up, so I
> can
> finally =see= him...that would be wonderful."

Cyril paled, but tried to sound cheery.  "Why...uh...of course, Mrs.
Evans.  Certainly."  He crossed the room and descended the stairs.
>
> > At this point Oswald entered.
> >
> > "Officer Powell wants his pain pills," he said, and then he
> > made his way to
> > the table where the Officer had earlier emptied his pockets.
> > "Are they
> > still here?"
> >
> > He lifted a small bottle and glanced at Vangie.  "Would these
> > be the ones?"

The bottle was, however, empty.
>
> Vangie studied the bottle in his hand a moment and nodded. "Yes." She
> frowned before commenting, "It was very full...I think he was just at
> the
> chemist yesterday. He usually only takes one...two if the pain is
> very
> bad."

"I think Mr. Warren poured out the pills to look at them," Marjorie offered.
"Over there," she pointed to where the cloths were laid out and the
white pills were.

Lucinda moved over to look.  "Yes, that's right," she said.  She looked
thoughtfully at her husband.  "Should we put them all back?"

"We don't know when he'll have the opportunity to get more," Oswald pointed
out.

Lucinda nodded and began to put the pills back in the jar.


(OOC - anyone objecting?  Helping?)


Downstairs, Cyril dug his winter gloves out of his coat pockets and
donned them as he went out into the hallway.  Those guests who were in
the lower level of the Beaman flat could hear "Here, kitty, kitty,
kitty" as Cyril made his way down the stairs to the floor below.

Sweetie was lying in wait behind Vangie's door, warching for intruders.  It
wasn't Cyril's hands he went for.  It was his ankles - with long, hooked
claws.





------------------------------

Message: 7
Date: Thu, 03 Feb 2005 18:13:44 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> Lucinda moved over to look.  "Yes, that's right," she said.  She looked
> thoughtfully at her husband.  "Should we put them all back?"
>
> "We don't know when he'll have the opportunity to get more," Oswald
> pointed out.
>
> Lucinda nodded and began to put the pills back in the jar.
>
>
> (OOC - anyone objecting?  Helping?)

"I think you might do well to hold on to them, Mr. Skeffington-Nottle,
and give them directly to the constabulary; they *are* narcotics, are
they not?" said Pamela quietly. "Give Officer Powell a dose if he needs
it, but I should not leave him with the whole bottle."



------------------------------

Message: 8
Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2005 12:42:49 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


>> Lucinda moved over to look.  "Yes, that's right," she said.  She looked
>> thoughtfully at her husband.  "Should we put them all back?"
>>
>> "We don't know when he'll have the opportunity to get more," Oswald
>> pointed out.
>>
>> Lucinda nodded and began to put the pills back in the jar.
>>
>
> "I think you might do well to hold on to them, Mr. Skeffington-Nottle, and
> give them directly to the constabulary; they *are* narcotics, are they
> not?" said Pamela quietly. "Give Officer Powell a dose if he needs it, but
> I should not leave him with the whole bottle."
>

"Good thinking," said Oswald.  He took the bottle from his wife, and hurried
out of the door.

The sound of the lift they had heard earlier did indeed prove to be the
police - two detectives in plain dark trenchcooats, and two special
constables.

"I believe there has been some trouble here, Sir," said one of the
detectives.  "Murder most foul, I am given to understand.  Inspector Gideon,
and my colleague is Inspector Alleyn."

The irony of his tone suggested that he was not taking the matter seriously,
but his expression changed when Oswald introduce himself and, in a few
brief, well-chosen words, explained the situation.

"I'll accompany you down, Sir."  Gideon looked at his colleague, and the two
constables.  "Fox, you go with Alleyn.  Start to collect the details of what
happened.  Christie, you come with me."

They headed down the stairs towards where Philip, accompanied by James and
Michael, was still descending the stairs.  They had reached the front door
by the time that the detectives and Oswald caught up with them (anyone else
going downstairs?).

"Officer Powell," said Oswald, moving towards the group.  "I have you pills.
I'm sure you'll inderstand that I can't give you the whole bottle, but I
shall see it's available.  What's your normal dosage?"

He started to unscrew the bottle.






------------------------------

Message: 9
Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2005 22:38:45 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


[OOC - Inspector Gideon? Inspector Alleyn? Mel, on behalf of both myself and
my mother, who introduced me to both those august gentlemen, I love you...
MC]


>>> Lucinda moved over to look.  "Yes, that's right," she said.  She looked
>>> thoughtfully at her husband.  "Should we put them all back?"
>>>
>>> "We don't know when he'll have the opportunity to get more," Oswald
>>> pointed out.
>>>
>>> Lucinda nodded and began to put the pills back in the jar.
>>>
>>
>> "I think you might do well to hold on to them, Mr. Skeffington-Nottle,
>> and give them directly to the constabulary; they *are* narcotics, are
>> they not?" said Pamela quietly. "Give Officer Powell a dose if he needs
>> it, but I should not leave him with the whole bottle."
>>
>
> "Good thinking," said Oswald.  He took the bottle from his wife, and
> hurried out of the door.
>
> The sound of the lift they had heard earlier did indeed prove to be the
> police - two detectives in plain dark trenchcooats, and two special
> constables.
>
> "I believe there has been some trouble here, Sir," said one of the
> detectives.  "Murder most foul, I am given to understand.  Inspector
> Gideon, and my colleague is Inspector Alleyn."
>
> The irony of his tone suggested that he was not taking the matter
> seriously, but his expression changed when Oswald introduce himself and,
> in a few brief, well-chosen words, explained the situation.
>
> "I'll accompany you down, Sir."  Gideon looked at his colleague, and the
> two constables.  "Fox, you go with Alleyn.  Start to collect the details
> of what happened.  Christie, you come with me."
>
> They headed down the stairs towards where Philip, accompanied by James and
> Michael, was still descending the stairs.  They had reached the front door
> by the time that the detectives and Oswald caught up with them (anyone
> else going downstairs?).
>
> "Officer Powell," said Oswald, moving towards the group.  "I have you
> pills. I'm sure you'll inderstand that I can't give you the whole bottle,
> but I shall see it's available.  What's your normal dosage?"
>
> He started to unscrew the bottle.
>
>


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       (Brian Schoner)
    3. RE: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Pruehs, Ree M.)
    4. Re: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Mel Mason)
    5. Re: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Jvstin(Mindspring))
    6. RE: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Brian Schoner)
    7. Re: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Mel Mason)
    8. RE: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Brian Schoner)
    9. "Now we know..." (Heather Mace)
   10. Re: "Now we know..." (Nowsounds)
   11. Re: "Now we know..." (Jvstin(Mindspring))
   12. Re: "Now we know..." (Brenda McCartney)


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Message: 1
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 18:18:33 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> Philip looked up at Oswald. More than anything else, he looked tired.
> "What
> does it matter?" he asked softly.

Pamela said something under her breath to Tabitha and left Fitzroy's
side, taking her bag with her. As she passed Oswald, she murmured, "He
shouldn't be left alone, sir. I don't care to be party to another death
tonight."

Without awaiting an answer, she knelt by Philip's chair. "Hold out your
hand, if you would, please," she said, with as much kindness as the
plain words would hold. "You've bled through your bandage there."



------------------------------

Message: 2
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 23:01:49 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> Pamela said something under her breath to Tabitha and
> left Fitzroy's side, taking her bag with her. As she passed
> Oswald, she murmured, "He shouldn't be left alone, sir. I
> don't care to be party to another death tonight."
>
> Without awaiting an answer, she knelt by Philip's
> chair. "Hold out your hand, if you would, please," she said,
> with as much kindness as the plain words would hold. "You've
> bled through your bandage there."

Philip looked at her, seeming to really focus on another person for the
first time in a while. Slowly, he extended his hand. "I'm sorry," he said.
After a moment, he added, "I wish...", then trailed off as if embarassed
that he had spoken at all.





------------------------------

Message: 3
Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2005 09:48:19 -0500
From: "Pruehs, Ree M." <rpruehs@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> > Pamela said something under her breath to Tabitha and
> > left Fitzroy's side, taking her bag with her. As she passed
> > Oswald, she murmured, "He shouldn't be left alone, sir. I
> > don't care to be party to another death tonight."
> >
> > Without awaiting an answer, she knelt by Philip's
> > chair. "Hold out your hand, if you would, please," she said,
> > with as much kindness as the plain words would hold. "You've
> > bled through your bandage there."
>
> Philip looked at her, seeming to really focus on another
> person for the first time in a while. Slowly, he extended his
> hand. "I'm sorry," he said. After a moment, he added, "I
> wish...", then trailed off as if embarassed that he had spoken at all.

"I will see my solicitor in the morning," Vangie said abruptly, apropos
of nothing. "On Philip's behalf, of course. He will not be without legal
representation. The best." She had directed the last comment to Michael.
Casting an ironical eye at her great-nephew, she added,"We must, after
all, take steps to minimize the scandal in the family."



------------------------------

Message: 4
Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2005 12:26:25 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> > Pamela said something under her breath to Tabitha and
> > left Fitzroy's side, taking her bag with her. As she passed
> > Oswald, she murmured, "He shouldn't be left alone, sir. I
> > don't care to be party to another death tonight."
> >
> > Without awaiting an answer, she knelt by Philip's
> > chair. "Hold out your hand, if you would, please," she said,
> > with as much kindness as the plain words would hold. "You've
> > bled through your bandage there."
>
> Philip looked at her, seeming to really focus on another
> person for the first time in a while. Slowly, he extended his
> hand. "I'm sorry," he said. After a moment, he added, "I
> wish...", then trailed off as if embarassed that he had spoken at all.

"I will see my solicitor in the morning," Vangie said abruptly, apropos
of nothing. "On Philip's behalf, of course. He will not be without legal
representation. The best." She had directed the last comment to Michael.
Casting an ironical eye at her great-nephew, she added,"We must, after
all, take steps to minimize the scandal in the family."


"That would be best," agreed Oswald.  "Officer Powell, will you come with us
please?"

He rose to escort the Officer to the lower floor, and the Beaman's spare
bedroom.

(OOC - I think Michael is with us - anyone else coming?)

As they went down the stairs, a creaking could be heard from the lift, and a
distant door slam.

"That's probably the police," said Oswald.  "We don't have very long, it
seems."

He was watching Philip closely.



------------------------------

Message: 5
Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2005 09:14:11 -0600
From: "Jvstin(Mindspring)" <jvstin@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


on 1/23/2005 6:26 AM Mel Mason said the following:
>
>> > Pamela said something under her breath to Tabitha and
>> > left Fitzroy's side, taking her bag with her. As she passed
>> > Oswald, she murmured, "He shouldn't be left alone, sir. I
>> > don't care to be party to another death tonight."
>> >
>> > Without awaiting an answer, she knelt by Philip's
>> > chair. "Hold out your hand, if you would, please," she said,
>> > with as much kindness as the plain words would hold. "You've
>> > bled through your bandage there."
>>
>> Philip looked at her, seeming to really focus on another
>> person for the first time in a while. Slowly, he extended his
>> hand. "I'm sorry," he said. After a moment, he added, "I
>> wish...", then trailed off as if embarassed that he had spoken at all.
>
>
> "I will see my solicitor in the morning," Vangie said abruptly, apropos
> of nothing. "On Philip's behalf, of course. He will not be without legal
> representation. The best." She had directed the last comment to Michael.
> Casting an ironical eye at her great-nephew, she added,"We must, after
> all, take steps to minimize the scandal in the family."
>
>
> "That would be best," agreed Oswald.  "Officer Powell, will you come
> with us please?"
>
> He rose to escort the Officer to the lower floor, and the Beaman's spare
> bedroom.
>

Without saying a word, preferring actions to chatter, James turned and
followed the group down the stairs, taking up the rear position in the
queue on the staircase.

> (OOC - I think Michael is with us - anyone else coming?)
>
> As they went down the stairs, a creaking could be heard from the lift,
> and a distant door slam.
>
> "That's probably the police," said Oswald.  "We don't have very long, it
> seems."
>
> He was watching Philip closely.




------------------------------

Message: 6
Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2005 10:20:53 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> > "That would be best," agreed Oswald.  "Officer Powell, will you come
> > with us please?"
> >
> > He rose to escort the Officer to the lower floor, and the Beaman's
> > spare bedroom.
>
> Without saying a word, preferring actions to chatter, James
> turned and followed the group down the stairs, taking up the rear
> position in the queue on the staircase.
>
> > As they went down the stairs, a creaking could be heard
> > from the lift, and a distant door slam.
> >
> > "That's probably the police," said Oswald.  "We don't have
> > very long, it seems."
> >
> > He was watching Philip closely.

Philip seemed unaware of Oswald's scrutiny, but abruptly stopped on the
stairs. "My pain pills," he said. "Could someone get them for me? My hand is
aching, and I doubt I'll be able to get them again for a while."



------------------------------

Message: 7
Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2005 20:15:37 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> Without saying a word, preferring actions to chatter, James
> turned and followed the group down the stairs, taking up the rear
> position in the queue on the staircase.
>
> > As they went down the stairs, a creaking could be heard
> > from the lift, and a distant door slam.
> >
> > "That's probably the police," said Oswald.  "We don't have
> > very long, it seems."
> >
> > He was watching Philip closely.

Philip seemed unaware of Oswald's scrutiny, but abruptly stopped on the
stairs. "My pain pills," he said. "Could someone get them for me? My hand is
aching, and I doubt I'll be able to get them again for a while."

"Whereabouts are they?" asked Oswald.  "I'll get them."



------------------------------

Message: 8
Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2005 23:12:52 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> Philip seemed unaware of Oswald's scrutiny, but abruptly
> stopped on the stairs. "My pain pills," he said. "Could
> someone get them for me? My hand is aching, and I doubt I'll
> be able to get them again for a while."
>
> "Whereabouts are they?" asked Oswald.  "I'll get them."

"Up in the flat," Philip replied, gesturing vaguely upward. "I emptied my
pockets onto the table...I suppose they're still there."



------------------------------

Message: 9
Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2005 17:13:25 -0800
From: Heather Mace <hmace@...>
Subject: [MaC] "Now we know..."



As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie put down
the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.  "Now we know
who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She avoided looking
around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
the door.





------------------------------

Message: 10
Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2005 20:18:44 -0500
From: "Nowsounds" <Nowsounds@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."

>
> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie put down
> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.  "Now we know
> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She avoided looking
> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
> the door.

Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is there anything we
can do?"




------------------------------

Message: 11
Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2005 20:09:43 -0600
From: "Jvstin(Mindspring)" <jvstin@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."

>
>>
>> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie put down
>> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.  "Now we know
>> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She avoided looking
>> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
>> the door.
>
>
> Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is there
> anything we can do?"
>

"Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He glanced
apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he did not
force her to meet his gaze.



------------------------------

Message: 12
Date: Sun, 30 Jan 2005 03:15:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Brenda McCartney <windeaglebjm@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "Now we know..."


> on 1/29/2005 7:18 PM Nowsounds said the following:
> >
> >>
> >> As the officers led Philip out to another room Marjorie put down
> >> the other bits of evidence, left them on the table.  "Now we know
> >> who did it..." she said, looking disturbed.  She avoided looking
> >> around at the other people in the room as she sat down again by
> >> the door.
> >
> >
> > Arabella went to Evangeline. "My dear... I am so sorry. Is there
> > anything we can do?"
> >
>
> "Now we do now." James agreed.  "And now it is over."  He glanced
> apologetically to Evangeline, sympathy in his eyes, even if he did
> not
> force her to meet his gaze.

Cyril stepped forward.  "Mrs. Evans, can I get you anything?  A glass
of water or cup of... anything?"  He changed his offer at the last
moment.  It seemed crass to offer tea considering the evening's events.




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       (Brenda McCartney)
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       (Knave of Amber)
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    7. RE: "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)
       (Brian Schoner)
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       (Mel Mason)
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       (Brian Schoner)
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Message: 1
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 00:38:03 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda too)



> She fought - oh, how fiercely she fought that silent battle for life.
> But her hairs fell forward over that face that was lovely no more as she
> slowly grew still, and limp in his hands. And then there was no
> movement, no more hoarse breath. She was resting against him, as she
> should always have rested, gentle, biddable. A moment, an eternal
> moment, when she was utterly his.
>
> Then the record came to an end, and Philip was once again in the here
> and now, with Anton's cigarette still smouldering in the ashtray and
> Nola dead in his arms.

"Dear God," Arabella murmured, almost under her breath. Her heart went out,
in a brief, instinctive moment, to all of them... to Nola Diamond, who had
died too young, too brutally, as so many were dying, to this poor,
anguished, young man, maimed in both body and soul, to Esme Fitzroy, to her
own daughter, who felt so trapped by duty and tradition... to all of them.
Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face, searching for something -
perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...

Michael's eyes offered strength and support as he offered her a
handkerchief, his hand touching hers and lingering a few moments.


She allowed the touch, took comfort in it... indeed their little secret
seemed as nothing compared to the torments that had swirled around them in
Mortmain Mansions... then brushed the handkerchief lightly under her eyes,
which had become moist. She looked for Pamela... "What happens now?" she
asked.

Oswald, who was standing and watching, glanced at Michael, and then shook
his head.  "He's confessed to murder," he said quietly.  "In front of us
all.

James looked shocked, amazed, and most of all, saddened by the tragedy
described.  He looked down at the ground for a moment, and then back
at everyone else.

"The endgame." he said softly.  "The fall of knights, bishops and
rooks, leaving just a few of us pawns on the board, alone, to carry on
after the blood and fire."

In the background, Cyril nodded and his blue eyes behind the spectacles
looked tired and sad.  He stood with his arms around Florence, who was
weeping quietly into his shoulder.

Pamela put down a soiled cloth with which she had been cleaning
Fitzroy's face. "If we can... keep him alive," she said to her mother,
"it's a reduced sentence, I think... but I don't know how much... and I
do hope the ambulance gets here soon, because..."

Arabella nodded her understanding and agreement. She gave Michael back his
handkerchief, and this time allowed her hand to stay in his. She didn't know
what the future would bring, but now, more than ever, she understood the
importance of the moment. She smiled slightly at her daughter, wanting her
to know how proud she was of her...

"I don't know if they will, with the UXB outside," Warren said, his
voice hushed.

Lucinda and Oswald exchanged glances at Pamela's words ... and Oswald shook
his head very slightly.

Nicola moved her ear from the door to the kitchen and
shook her head sadly. She had heard it all and was
overwhelmed with sadness... and anger.

"Oh, Nola," she sighed for the second time that
evening. "Why did you have to be so cruel?" She walked
towards the settee and sat down. One hand
absentmindedly made its way up to her hair and
fingered the combs holding it in place. Expensive.
Classy. Useless. She pulled hard, removing the combs,
looked at them momentarily and then let them fall from
her hand. She didn't care if she ever saw them again.
A few tears fell from her eyes, splattering onto her
velvet dress. Never before had she wanted so badly to
just be home.

"I think," said Lucinda, "that the cruelty was Mr Fitzroy's, in holding back
the letters.  If he hadn't ... Officer Powell would probably have stood by
her.  She wouldn't have needed to get that abortion from ... was it your
sister, Mrs Fitzroy?  In Bethnal Green?"

Esme nodded.  "She'd almost given it up," she said, dabbing at her eyes with
a small lace handkerchief.  "But Marty ... Marty would still send her girls
who got into trouble."

Perhaps Esme was labouring under a slight illusion her about the scale of
her sister's continuing career.

"And Nola was one of them," said Lucinda.  "And when she was so angry and
bitter tonight ... perhaps it was a combination of the pain she must have
been feeling ... I wonder if she took anything to alleviate that.  A
combination of the pain, and a sense of betrayal at seeing the man who - she
thought - had ignored her.  Abandoned her.  All because Marty Fitzroy
decided to hide those letters ... and keep his client."

"So... did you poison Mr. Fitzroy, too?" Marjorie asked
Philip from where she stood awkwardly by the other evidence.
"Cause of Nola?" she said, not looking directly at Philip.




------------------------------

Message: 2
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 23:08:36 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda


It seemed as though the rush of disjointed words had taken all energy out of
Philip. He sat in the same chair, slumped over, hanging his head, looking as
nearly-dead as Marty Fitzroy. The conversation and conjecture seemed to wash
over him, leaving him unchanged, until...

> "So... did you poison Mr. Fitzroy, too?" Marjorie asked
> Philip from where she stood awkwardly by the other evidence.
> "Cause of Nola?" she said, not looking directly at Philip.

"I told you," he said, hoarsely, without raising his head. "I knew it was
his fault. Whatever had made Nola behave the way she did...I knew he was to
blame. And now I know what he did."

"Bastard," he added a moment later.



------------------------------

Message: 3
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 07:56:43 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


It seemed as though the rush of disjointed words had taken all energy out of
Philip. He sat in the same chair, slumped over, hanging his head, looking as
nearly-dead as Marty Fitzroy. The conversation and conjecture seemed to wash
over him, leaving him unchanged, until...

> "So... did you poison Mr. Fitzroy, too?" Marjorie asked
> Philip from where she stood awkwardly by the other evidence.
> "Cause of Nola?" she said, not looking directly at Philip.

"I told you," he said, hoarsely, without raising his head. "I knew it was
his fault. Whatever had made Nola behave the way she did...I knew he was to
blame. And now I know what he did."

"Bastard," he added a moment later.


Oswald glanced at Michael, and the Warren - the officers present.

"Perhaps," he suggested, "Officer Powell should be detained - alone - until
the police arrive.  One of the rooms in Fitzroy's flat."



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Message: 4
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 03:12:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Brenda McCartney <windeaglebjm@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)

> It seemed as though the rush of disjointed words had taken all energy
> out of
> Philip. He sat in the same chair, slumped over, hanging his head,
> looking as
> nearly-dead as Marty Fitzroy. The conversation and conjecture seemed
> to wash
> over him, leaving him unchanged, until...
>
> > "So... did you poison Mr. Fitzroy, too?" Marjorie asked
> > Philip from where she stood awkwardly by the other evidence.
> > "Cause of Nola?" she said, not looking directly at Philip.
>
> "I told you," he said, hoarsely, without raising his head. "I knew it
> was
> his fault. Whatever had made Nola behave the way she did...I knew he
> was to
> blame. And now I know what he did."
>
> "Bastard," he added a moment later.
>
>
> Oswald glanced at Michael, and the Warren - the officers present.
>
> "Perhaps," he suggested, "Officer Powell should be detained - alone -
> until
> the police arrive.  One of the rooms in Fitzroy's flat."

"No," Cyril piped up quickly.  "Don't take him back to Fitzroy's."  His
expression revealed a bit of sympathy for the officer who had been
driven so far as to commit murder.  "Use my spare bedroom."



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Message: 5
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 07:36:38 -0500
From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> "No," Cyril piped up quickly.  "Don't take him back to Fitzroy's."  His
> expression revealed a bit of sympathy for the officer who had been
> driven so far as to commit murder.  "Use my spare bedroom."

"Sir?" he answered Oswald. An ironic smile crossed his lips for the
barest instant before he asked, "I suppose the study would be a poor
choice, oh, scratch that... too far up this time."

Businesslike again, Michael turned back to Phillip. "Officer Powell,
again, I must ask for your sidearm."

"If you wish, I might offer some legal advice, the first of which is
to say no more until the bobbies arrive and secondly is hope that it's
the Yard and not the Service that gets a hold of you," he suggested.



------------------------------

Message: 6
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 14:54:13 -0600
From: Jvstin <jvstin@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)

> > "No," Cyril piped up quickly.  "Don't take him back to Fitzroy's."  His
> > expression revealed a bit of sympathy for the officer who had been
> > driven so far as to commit murder.  "Use my spare bedroom."
>
> "Sir?" he answered Oswald. An ironic smile crossed his lips for the
> barest instant before he asked, "I suppose the study would be a poor
> choice, oh, scratch that... too far up this time."
>
> Businesslike again, Michael turned back to Phillip. "Officer Powell,
> again, I must ask for your sidearm."
>
> "If you wish, I might offer some legal advice, the first of which is
> to say no more until the bobbies arrive and secondly is hope that it's
> the Yard and not the Service that gets a hold of you," he suggested.
>

James agreed, although with clear reluctance on his face.  He look at
Philip.

"No matter what you did do, you do have rights as a subject of the empire."



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Message: 7
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 23:44:13 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)

>> Businesslike again, Michael turned back to Phillip. "Officer
>> Powell, again, I must ask for your sidearm."

Philip looked at Michael with a slight air of confusion, as though he had no
idea what the senior officer was asking, or why. After a moment, however, he
docilely removed the pistol from its holster (left-handed, so somewhat
awkwardly) and handed it, butt-first, to Michael.

>> "If you wish, I might offer some legal advice, the first of
>> which is to say no more until the bobbies arrive and secondly
>> is hope that it's the Yard and not the Service that gets a
>> hold of you," he suggested.
>>
> James agreed, although with clear reluctance on his face.  He
> look at Philip.
>
> "No matter what you did do, you do have rights as a subject of
> the empire."

Philip nodded quietly, but said nothing.





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Message: 8
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 21:08:21 -0000
From: "Mel Mason" <goldfired@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)



>> Businesslike again, Michael turned back to Phillip. "Officer
>> Powell, again, I must ask for your sidearm."

Philip looked at Michael with a slight air of confusion, as though he had no
idea what the senior officer was asking, or why. After a moment, however, he
docilely removed the pistol from its holster (left-handed, so somewhat
awkwardly) and handed it, butt-first, to Michael.

>> "If you wish, I might offer some legal advice, the first of
>> which is to say no more until the bobbies arrive and secondly
>> is hope that it's the Yard and not the Service that gets a
>> hold of you," he suggested.
>>
> James agreed, although with clear reluctance on his face.  He
> look at Philip.
>
> "No matter what you did do, you do have rights as a subject of
> the empire."

Philip nodded quietly, but said nothing.

"Then Mr Beaman's spare bedroom, if you are sure?"  Oswald glanced at that
gentlemen.  There seemed to be a question in his eyes.  "And ... perhaps ...
someone should guard the door."

He took a few steps closer to Philip.  "Of course, if all this comes out in
a trial ... I'm afraid there'll be no hiding Miss Diamond's condition."






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Message: 9
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 16:22:25 -0500
From: "Brian Schoner" <brianschoner@...>
Subject: RE: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


> He took a few steps closer to Philip.  "Of course, if all
> this comes out in a trial ... I'm afraid there'll be no hiding
> Miss Diamond's condition."

Philip looked up at Oswald. More than anything else, he looked tired. "What
does it matter?" he asked softly.





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Message: 10
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 13:30:09 -0800 (PST)
From: Brenda McCartney <windeaglebjm@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." responses (Oswald and Lucinda
too)


>
> >> Businesslike again, Michael turned back to Phillip. "Officer
> >> Powell, again, I must ask for your sidearm."
>
> Philip looked at Michael with a slight air of confusion, as though he
> had no
> idea what the senior officer was asking, or why. After a moment,
> however, he
> docilely removed the pistol from its holster (left-handed, so
> somewhat
> awkwardly) and handed it, butt-first, to Michael.
>
> >> "If you wish, I might offer some legal advice, the first of
> >> which is to say no more until the bobbies arrive and secondly
> >> is hope that it's the Yard and not the Service that gets a
> >> hold of you," he suggested.
> >>
> > James agreed, although with clear reluctance on his face.  He
> > look at Philip.
> >
> > "No matter what you did do, you do have rights as a subject of
> > the empire."
>
> Philip nodded quietly, but said nothing.
>
> "Then Mr Beaman's spare bedroom, if you are sure?"  Oswald glanced at
> that
> gentlemen.  There seemed to be a question in his eyes.

Cyril nodded.  "Certainly," he answered.

>[Oswald continued} "And ...
> perhaps ...
> someone should guard the door."
>
> He took a few steps closer to Philip.  "Of course, if all this comes
> out in
> a trial ... I'm afraid there'll be no hiding Miss Diamond's
> condition."
>
Philip looked up at Oswald. More than anything else, he looked tired.
"What
does it matter?" he asked softly.



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Message: 1
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 20:28:44 +0000
From: Nowsounds@...
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


> She fought - oh, how fiercely she fought that silent battle for life.
> But her hairs fell forward over that face that was lovely no more as she
> slowly grew still, and limp in his hands. And then there was no
> movement, no more hoarse breath. She was resting against him, as she
> should always have rested, gentle, biddable. A moment, an eternal
> moment, when she was utterly his.
>
> Then the record came to an end, and Philip was once again in the here
> and now, with Anton's cigarette still smouldering in the ashtray and
> Nola dead in his arms.

"Dear God," Arabella murmured, almost under her breath. Her heart went out,
in a brief, instinctive moment, to all of them... to Nola Diamond, who had
died too young, too brutally, as so many were dying, to this poor,
anguished, young man, maimed in both body and soul, to Esme Fitzroy, to her
own daughter, who felt so trapped by duty and tradition... to all of them.
Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face, searching for something -
perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...
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Message: 2
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 15:35:14 -0500
From: Knave of Amber <kris.kunkel@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


> > She fought - oh, how fiercely she fought that silent battle for life.
> > But her hairs fell forward over that face that was lovely no more as she
> > slowly grew still, and limp in his hands. And then there was no
> > movement, no more hoarse breath. She was resting against him, as she
> > should always have rested, gentle, biddable. A moment, an eternal
> > moment, when she was utterly his.
> >
> > Then the record came to an end, and Philip was once again in the here
> > and now, with Anton's cigarette still smouldering in the ashtray and
> > Nola dead in his arms.
> "Dear God," Arabella murmured, almost under her breath. Her heart went
> out,
> in a brief, instinctive moment, to all of them... to Nola Diamond, who had
> died too young, too brutally, as so many were dying, to this poor,
> anguished, young man, maimed in both body and soul, to Esme Fitzroy, to
> her
> own daughter, who felt so trapped by duty and tradition... to all of them.
> Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face, searching for something -
> perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...

Michael's eyes offered strength and support as he offered her a
handkerchief, his hand touching hers and lingering a few moments.



------------------------------

Message: 3
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 20:38:32 +0000
From: Nowsounds@...
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


> > "Dear God," Arabella murmured, almost under her breath. Her heart went
> > out,
> > in a brief, instinctive moment, to all of them... to Nola Diamond, who
> > had
> > died too young, too brutally, as so many were dying, to this poor,
> > anguished, young man, maimed in both body and soul, to Esme Fitzroy, to
> > her
> > own daughter, who felt so trapped by duty and tradition... to all of
> > them.
> > Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face, searching for
> > something -
> > perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...
>
> Michael's eyes offered strength and support as he offered her a
> handkerchief, his hand touching hers and lingering a few moments.

She allowed the touch, took comfort in it... indeed their little secret
seemed as nothing compared to the torments that had swirled around them in
Mortmain Mansions... then brushed the handkerchief lightly under her eyes,
which had become moist. She looked for Pamela... "What happens now?" she
asked.
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Message: 4
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 14:42:14 -0600
From: Jvstin <jvstin@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]

>
> > > "Dear God," Arabella murmured, almost under her breath. Her heart went
> out,
> > > in a brief, instinctive moment, to all of them... to Nola Diamond, who
> had
> > > died too young, too brutally, as so many were dying, to this poor,
> > > anguished, young man, maimed in both body and soul, to Esme Fitzroy,
> > > to
> her
> > > own daughter, who felt so trapped by duty and tradition... to all of
> them.
> > > Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face, searching for
> > > something
> -
> > > perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...
> >
> > Michael's eyes offered strength and support as he offered her a
> > handkerchief, his hand touching hers and lingering a few moments.
> She allowed the touch, took comfort in it... indeed their little secret
> seemed as nothing compared to the torments that had swirled around them in
> Mortmain Mansions... then brushed the handkerchief lightly under her eyes,
> which had become moist. She looked for Pamela... "What happens now?" she
> asked.


James looked shocked, amazed, and most of all, saddened by the tragedy
described.  He looked down at the ground for a moment, and then back
at everyone else.

"The endgame." he said softly.  "The fall of knights, bishops and
rooks, leaving just a few of us pawns on the board, alone, to carry on
after the blood and fire."



------------------------------

Message: 5
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 13:41:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Brenda McCartney <windeaglebjm@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


> > > > "Dear God," Arabella murmured, almost under her breath. Her
> heart went
> > out,
> > > > in a brief, instinctive moment, to all of them... to Nola
> Diamond, who
> > had
> > > > died too young, too brutally, as so many were dying, to this
> poor,
> > > > anguished, young man, maimed in both body and soul, to Esme
> Fitzroy, to
> > her
> > > > own daughter, who felt so trapped by duty and tradition... to
> all of
> > them.
> > > > Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face, searching for
> something
> > -
> > > > perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...
> > >
> > > Michael's eyes offered strength and support as he offered her a
> > > handkerchief, his hand touching hers and lingering a few moments.
>
> > She allowed the touch, took comfort in it... indeed their little
> secret
> > seemed as nothing compared to the torments that had swirled around
> them in
> > Mortmain Mansions... then brushed the handkerchief lightly under
> her eyes,
> > which had become moist. She looked for Pamela... "What happens
> now?" she
> > asked.
>
>
> James looked shocked, amazed, and most of all, saddened by the
> tragedy
> described.  He looked down at the ground for a moment, and then back
> at everyone else.
>
> "The endgame." he said softly.  "The fall of knights, bishops and
> rooks, leaving just a few of us pawns on the board, alone, to carry
> on
> after the blood and fire."

In the background, Cyril nodded and his blue eyes behind the spectacles
looked tired and sad.  He stood with his arms around Florence, who was
weeping quietly into his shoulder.


------------------------------

Message: 6
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 17:15:18 -0500
From: "Heather Mace" <hmace@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


>>>>> Instinctively, her eyes went to Michael's face,
>>>>> searching for something -
>>>>> perhaps wisdom, perhaps simply understanding...
>
>>>> Michael's eyes offered strength and support as he offered her a
>>>> handkerchief, his hand touching hers and lingering a few moments.
>>
>>> She allowed the touch, took comfort in it... indeed their
>>> little secret seemed as nothing compared to the torments
>>> that had swirled around them in Mortmain Mansions... then
>>> brushed the handkerchief lightly under her eyes, which had
>>> become moist. She looked for Pamela... "What happens now?"
>>> she asked.
>>
>>
>> James looked shocked, amazed, and most of all, saddened by
>> the tragedy described.  He looked down at the ground for a
>> moment, and then back at everyone else.
>>
>> "The endgame." he said softly.  "The fall of knights, bishops
>> and rooks, leaving just a few of us pawns on the board,
>> alone, to carry on after the blood and fire."
>
>In the background, Cyril nodded and his blue eyes behind the
>spectacles looked tired and sad.  He stood with his arms around
>Florence, who was weeping quietly into his shoulder.

"So... did you poison Mr. Fitzroy, too?" Marjorie asked
Philip from where she stood awkwardly by the other evidence.
"Cause of Nola?" she said, not looking directly at Philip.




------------------------------

Message: 7
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 16:09:00 -0600
From: Dorothea Salo <dorothea@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


> In the background, Cyril nodded and his blue eyes behind the spectacles
> looked tired and sad.  He stood with his arms around Florence, who was
> weeping quietly into his shoulder.

Pamela put down a soiled cloth with which she had been cleaning
Fitzroy's face. "If we can... keep him alive," she said to her mother,
"it's a reduced sentence, I think... but I don't know how much... and I
do hope the ambulance gets here soon, because..."

<tag all and sundry>



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Message: 8
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 16:18:28 -0600
From: Allen Veazey <veazeyae@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


> > In the background, Cyril nodded and his blue eyes behind the spectacles
> > looked tired and sad.  He stood with his arms around Florence, who was
> > weeping quietly into his shoulder.
>
>        Pamela put down a soiled cloth with which she had been cleaning
> Fitzroy's face. "If we can... keep him alive," she said to her mother,
> "it's a reduced sentence, I think... but I don't know how much... and I
> do hope the ambulance gets here soon, because..."

"I don't know if they will, with the UXB outside," Warren said, his
voice hushed.



------------------------------

Message: 9
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 22:30:56 +0000
From: Nowsounds@...
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]


>
> Pamela put down a soiled cloth with which she had been cleaning
> Fitzroy's face. "If we can... keep him alive," she said to her mother,
> "it's a reduced sentence, I think... but I don't know how much... and I
> do hope the ambulance gets here soon, because..."

Arabella nodded her understanding and agreement. She gave Michael back his
handkerchief, and this time allowed her hand to stay in his. She didn't know
what the future would bring, but now, more than ever, she understood the
importance of the moment. She smiled slightly at her daughter, wanting her
to know how proud she was of her...
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Message: 10
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 15:58:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Jonathan Katalenic <jjkatalenic@...>
Subject: Re: [MaC] "I didn't know..." [LONG]

> > Pamela put down a soiled cloth with which she had
> been cleaning
> > Fitzroy's face. "If we can... keep him alive," she
> said to her mother,
> > "it's a reduced sentence, I think... but I don't
> know how much... and I
> > do hope the ambulance gets here soon, because..."
>
> Arabella nodded her understanding and agreement. She
> gave Michael back his handkerchief, and this time
> allowed her hand to stay in his. She didn't know
> what the future would bring, but now, more than
> ever, she understood the importance of the moment.
> She smiled slightly at her daughter, wanting her to
> know how proud she was of her...>

Nicola moved her ear from the door to the kitchen and
shook her head sadly. She had heard it all and was
overwhelmed with sadness... and anger.

"Oh, Nola," she sighed for the second time that
evening. "Why did you have to be so cruel?" She walked
towards the settee and sat down. One hand
absentmindedly made its way up to her hair and
fingered the combs holding it in place. Expensive.
Classy. Useless. She pulled hard, removing the combs,
looked at them momentarily and then let them fall from
her hand. She didn't care if she ever saw them again.
A few tears fell from her eyes, splattering onto her
velvet dress. Never before had she wanted so badly to
just be home.



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