What's happened?
WILLIAM (R. _side of_ ROSALIE'S _chair_). I don't know, exactly. We were
talking 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.
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