ddenly drops it to the
floor--turns to_ MRS. CROSBY.)

MASON. Mrs. Crosby, shall I take Miss Eastwood to your room for you?

MRS. CROSBY. Yes, please, Philip.

(MISS ERSKINE _moves to door_ L. MASON _assists_ MISS EASTWOOD _and
helps her from the room, exiting door down_ L. MRS. CROSBY _goes out_ L.
TRENT _wipes his hands with handkerchief_. ROSALIE _stirs uneasily and
moans_.)

HELEN (_standing_ R. _side of_ ROSALIE'S _chair_). Please leave her
to me. I'm afraid seeing you all here will trouble her. I'm afraid
she'll-- Oh, won't you please go.

(_The others turn, move towards the door down_ L. _and go out_.)

CROSBY (_below_ L. _end of chesterfield_). Let me know if there's
anything I can do.

(ROSALIE _moans again_.)

HELEN. Yes, yes. Only please go now.

(CROSBY _goes out_ L. WILLIAM _runs quickly to the door at_ L., _closes
it and then turns to_ ROSALIE, _who is sitting up in her chair_.)

ROSALIE (_rises and crosses a step_ R.). Well?

HELEN (R.C.). It was the Eastwood girl. Her face was terrible. I was
glad when she fainted.

WILLIAM (L.C.). I think you're wrong. Standish ran away. He couldn't
bear it.

ROSALIE. And _that_ is all you saw? I told you to use your eyes and the
brains that are at the back of them.

WILLIAM. Well, of course, there was Trent. You can't mean Trent? Why,
he's the kindest man in the world. (_There is a pause._) The letters.
If he's known the truth about the letters. (_Breaks_ L. _a step_.)

HELEN (_coming down to_ L. _of_ ROSALIE'S _chair and picking up glove_).
Mother, why did you throw that glove at Mason?

ROSALIE. Did it hit him? Well, well! Well, any'ow it was a good seance.

(ROSALIE _crosses down_ R.C.)

HELEN (_moving to_ L. _side of_ ROSALIE). Mother, you know? You've found
out?

(WILLIAM _takes_ ROSALIE'S _chair up_ L. _and then comes down_ L.)

ROSALIE. It is one thing to know and another to prove.

HELEN (L. _of_ ROSALIE). Mother, who was it?

ROSALIE. Child, child, do you think it is a game we do play? I 'ave two
or three minutes. What I 'ave to do I 'ave to do quickly.

HELEN. But what, mother, what?

ROSALIE. I do not know! I do not know! Child, if you do not get away
from me you will drive me mad.

WILLIAM. But can't we--

ROSALIE. This is no work for children. Leave me alone and let me think.

(WILLIAM _and_ HELEN _run off_ L., _closing door_.)

ROSALIE. He will never tell in the world. Never in all this world. (L.C.
_Half in thought_.)