[All shake heads.]
Eighth:
I’m the ghost of the cat, who for long hours sat,
Warm by the hearth, on a bright red mat.
All:
Meow—Meow—Meow.
[They now dance two and two and silently whirl off; or they may leave their seats one at a time, and the last one runs off shrieking.]
On Hallowe’en Night
A Play in Four Scenes