The Thirteenth Chair: A Play in Three Acts

by Bayard Veiller

POLLOCK (outside.) Yes, sir.

CROSBY. And the keys are in your pocket?

POLLOCK. Quite so, sir.

CROSBY. Now we're ready, Madame la Grange.

ROSALIE. Then please you will all sit in a circle and hold hands.

MISS ERSKINE. Hold hands! I'm going to love this.

(All laugh.)

MASON (moving down to a chair on the L. of the circle). How shall we sit? I mean, do you want us in any particular order?

ROSALIE. Any way at all.

WILLIAM. I'll sit here. (Takes chair and sits in reach of lamp on table R.C.)