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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.
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