The Thirteenth Chair: A Play in Three Acts

by Bayard Veiller

Laughing Eyes she do not like you.

(General laugh.)

MASON (R.C.). That's the most wonderful thing I ever heard.

STANDISH (down L.). Oh, I don't think——

MASON. It couldn't be a trick. She just stood there. I watched her hands every minute.

(TRENT goes to arm-chair L.C.)

ROSALIE. You did watch the wrong end of me. I 'ave a wooden sole in my shoe. (She lifts her skirt and shows that she has taken one foot from her slipper.) You do it with your foot. Like this. (Laughingly.) It is a trick.

(MISS EASTWOOD goes to WALES L.C. MRS. TRENT moves up to armchair L.C. STANDISH up to L. end of chesterfield, and then by the back of chesterfield to R.C., CROSBY C. MRS. CROSBY is seated at table R.)

MASON (R.C.). Then if we get any messages—

ROSALIE. If you get any messages? Well, sir, I am telling you the truth now. Most of the time it is a fake. With me as with the others. But to-night there will be no fake. I am a stranger to all of you except to Mr. Wales. I do not know who live in this 'ouse. I do not know the name of any one of you. Mr. Wales told me he wanted me to come 'ere, he said he would send for me. (Moves to R. end of chesterfield.) But 'e did not tell me one word about any of you;