Somers (crosses to door R. then returns to R. C.). It's talking about the thing that's caused it, I expect. We've had it in our minds, and we've been practically forming a spiritualistic circle without knowing it. (Goes to back of table R.)
Beldon (crosses to R. C.). Hang the old gentleman. Upon my soul I'm half afraid to go to bed.
Malcolm. Doctor, it's odd they should both think they saw something.
(They both drop down L. C.)
George (up C.). I saw it as plainly as I see you, sir. P'raps if you keep your eyes turned up the passage you'll see it for yourself. (Points.)
(They all look. Beldon goes to Somers.)
Beldon. There—what was that?
Malcolm. Who'll go with me to the bar!
Leek. I will. (Goes to door.)
Beldon (gulps). So—will I. (Crosses to door L. They go to the door. To Malcolm.) After you. (They slowly pass into the passage. George watching them. All exit except Hirst and Somers.)