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about this awful thing. She knew, of course, that her daughter couldn't have done it, and she asked me to get her something that had belonged to poor Wales. I got a glove out of Wales' overcoat pocket and handed it to her, and then all of a sudden she went stiff like that. I don't know what it means. (_The others draw closer to_ ROSALIE. MISS EASTWOOD _comes to_ ROSALIE _and lays her hand on her forehead_.) MISS EASTWOOD. She's like ice, she's not-- (_Backing up_ C. _a few steps_.) HELEN. Oh, no, it's a trance. (MASON _enters_ L.) MASON. I wouldn't touch her if I were you. ROSALIE. (_Speaking as_ LAUGHING EYES.) Hello, everybody! What are you all so solemn about? I've got a message from a new friend. He do not want me to send it--he wants to talk; ha, ha, ha, he thinks he can talk, and he 'as only been here a little while. (_Still speaking as_ LAUGHING EYES.) He says you are all fools. It is so plain, so plain. He is looking right at the one who did it, right straight at the one who did it. WALES' VOICE. I'm coming to you until you tell. I can't speak names. You've got to tell, I'm coming, again and again and again, until you tell. Find the knife. You must find the knife. The marks will show. The marks will show. (MISS EASTWOOD _shrieks and faints on_ L. _end of chesterfield_. MASON _is below end of chesterfield looking at her_. WILLIAM _is standing_ R. _side and back of_ ROSALIE _looking eagerly about him_. HELEN _turns and looks at_ MISS EASTWOOD. MRS. CROSBY _goes to_ MISS EASTWOOD _on chesterfield_.) MASON. This has got to stop. (_Starts to move to_ ROSALIE'S _chair_--L. _side of it_.) HELEN (R. _side of_ ROSALIE'S _chair_). You mustn't touch her. MASON. It's all right as far as the men are concerned, but look at that girl. (_He points to_ MISS EASTWOOD _on the chesterfield_.) They'll all be fainting if this isn't stopped. (TRENT _goes to_ ROSALIE.) WALES' VOICE. Trent, let the medium alone. Do you understand? Let the medium alone. TRENT. That's Wales' voice--and Wales is dead. (MASON _goes slowly to_ ROSALIE'S _chair_. TRENT _moves_ L. _above_ MASON _to_ STANDISH. ROSALIE _begins to mutter and moan. Suddenly she brings her hands together, and then throws her arms wide apart._ WALES' _glove sails out of her hand and strikes_ MASON _on the face. It falls to the floor_.) (STANDISH _exits very quietly door down_ L. MASON _picks glove up, holding it in his hand_--_looks at it_--_su
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