[MaC] An Almighty Row: Lounge

[Mel Mason]

>> The pill bottle contained pills.  The other contained a slightly greyish 
>> white powder, rather gritty.
>

There was also a slight residue on the inside of the pill bottle.  That 
might have come from the pills jostling around, but it seemed surprisingly 
gritty (if Warren examines it that closely).

> Marjorie came back into the lounge at this point, a small
> bottle in her hand.  She glanced around, then moved over
> to where Warren was looking at the contents of the bottles.
>
> "Here," she said to Warren.  "He had these in his pocket,
> too.  Liver Salts," she said, wrinkling her nose as she
> put the third bottle down near the other two.  "I think
> it's yours, Mr. Beaman," she added.
>
> Then looked over at the other contents of Philip's pockets.
> "He sure did have a lot of things in his pockets," she said
> as she moved closed to the wallet and pen knife and other
> things Philip had relinquished.  "Anyone check these?" she
> asked, picking up the pen knife and examining it.
>

The knife was the sort that needed to be opened manually - a Swiss army 
knife with a variety of blades and other implements, including a corkscrew 
and something for taking stones out of horses' hooves.