The Thirteenth Chair: A Play in Three Acts

by Bayard Veiller

WALES (down L.). That is quite true.

TRENT (by arm-chair L.C.). You haven't given her a hint of any sort?

WALES (L.). On my word of honour.

MASON (above table R.). Madame la Grange.

ROSALIE. Yes, sir?

MASON. I know a man who saw Palladino lift a table just by putting her hands on it.

(ROSALIE points to a small console table R. end of settee—it has a lamp on it. MISS EASTWOOD is at the L. end of chesterfield.)

ROSALIE (putting hand-bag on chair above table R.). Will someone please take the lamp off that table? And will you bring it to me 'ere?

(MISS STANDISH moves to and takes the lamp and holds it. MASON brings console table to ROSALIE who comes down C.—the wide side of the table to audience. ROSALIE puts her hands on table with her thumbs under its edge and lifts the table and turns right and left.)

You mean like that?