[MaC] Revelations?

[Mel Mason]

>>Antom shrugged, a faint smile on his thin lips.
>>
>>"I believed that anyone with the musical talent to discern the difference 
>>would also share my distaste for our host's behaviour."  His face sobered. 
>>"I was not expecting a murder to occur under the cover of the music."
>>
>>"Perhaps," suggested Oswald, "we should start to think about who had the 
>>means and the opportunity - rather than the motive."
>
> "I was beside the bar," Braham offered. "I tried to leave but tripped over 
> Mrs. Beaman knocking us both to the ground. Miss Douglas immediately came 
> to her aid. That much I know for sure. I also remember Mr. Beaman leaving 
> the bar area just before the lights went out. His wife had sent him for 
> towels so that he could clean the oil from his hands. I believe it was 
> Mrs. Skeffington-Nottle that then set off downstairs to greet the warden, 
> though I am not certain. I am judging solely by voice. As for others, well 
> I can say with some certainty that Officer Worthington remained where he 
> was. I also know that Officer Powell and Mr. Hodges left together. Perhaps 
> you two can vouch for each other?" If this whole situation was not so 
> macabre, thought Braham, it would be down right interesting. Certainly it 
> was something to record for future days when he would have to ponder the 
> outcome.

"And we were on the terrace," said Anton, glancing at Marion.

"I was speaking to the Warden outside," agreed Oswald.  "But after that ... 
I could have done it, I suppose."

"For that matter so could I," pointed out Lucinda.  "There were a few 
minutes, and Miss Douglas' toast before I started to go downstairs ... "

"Who else had left the room?" asked Florence. " I can certainly vouch for Mr 
Davis falling over me ... "

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