LIZ. Snake head got pow’ful signification. (enter unperceived, Dominique; Lizbette goes to grave; holds locket high over it; shuts her eyes and sways; speaks in ghostly monotone.) Wat you know....
DOM. (looks up; starts.) What are you doing with that locket? Where did you get it?
LIZ. I dunno, sah, whar it come fum. It uz sent to me an’ll be sont fo’ agin.
DOM. Why?
LIZ. Fo’ advisement; to fin’ out ef de lady’s lover am true to ’er.
DOM. Give me that locket instantly. (Lizbette hands it to him.) No. (hands it back to Lizbette gloomily; aside) She wouldn’t let me have it herself. (Lizbette holds the locket aloft once more shuts her eyes and sways; Dominique walks about excitedly with his eyes on the ground; enter unperceived, Beluche.)
LIZ. (in ghostly monotone). Wat yo know.... (Beluche who had advanced snatches the locket from her, flings it violently on the ground and puts his foot on it.)
DOM. (in amazed indignation; angrily.) If you please!—
BEL. (becoming conscious of Dominique.) Ah, yes. (stoops; picks up the locket and straightens it out.) Your pardon. (suavely.) Snakes always throw me into uncontrollable temper. (hands the locket to Dominique) May I inquire whose it is?