DONOHUE. Madame la Grange went into a trance. We'll grant that much,
anyway. What happened then?
CROSBY. After a few minutes she began talking to us in the voice of a
little child.
ROSALIE. That was Laughing Eyes, my spirit control.
DONOHUE. Just what did Laughing Eyes say?
CROSBY. It was all mixed up; none of it very clear. But she seemed to be
trying to talk _for_ someone _to_ someone. She kept calling for Ned.
Then suddenly she spoke deeply, in a man's voice.
DONOHUE. Did the man's message have any importance? I mean, did it seem
to make sense?
CROSBY. It was perfectly coherent at any rate. I can't give you the
exact words, but--
MASON (_interrupting_). I can. He said, "Ned--I want Ned. Why in _Hell_
don't Ned answer me?"
DONOHUE (_standing at lower end of table_ B.). And did anyone answer?
CROSBY. Eventually Wales replied.
DONOHUE. I want you all to be extremely careful in what you tell me. I
don't want any surmises. In the first place, did the message come for
anyone but Mr. Wales?
CROSBY. There was at no time mention of Wales' name. The calls were
always for "Ned."
DONOHUE. I see. Did anyone else answer the calls?
STANDISH. _I_ asked two or three questions, but no attention was paid to
them.
DONOHUE. What did Mr. Wales say to all this?
CROSBY.
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