[MaC] An Almighty Row: Lounge

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> 
> Without taking any action in response to Michael's command, which he barely
> seemed to have heard, Philip ripped open the second envelope and read the
> letter within in an almost frenzied manner. His breathing grew faster and
> heavier as he did, coming out of him in what could almost be described as
> moans.

Marjorie's shoulders sagged then.  She looked down at the table with
the items, slowly putting the knife and the cloth down next to each other.

"You thought it wasn't yours." she half whispered.  "You thought... it
was someone elses, didn't you?" she asked without looking up.