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_--_suddenly drops it to the
floor--turns to_ MRS. CROSBY.
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