(TRENT _goes to arm-chair_ L.C.)

ROSALIE. You did watch the wrong end of me. I 'ave a wooden sole in my
shoe. (_She lifts her skirt and shows that she has taken one foot from
her slipper_.) You do it with your foot. Like this. (_Laughingly_.) It
is a trick.

(MISS EASTWOOD _goes to_ WALES L.C. MRS. TRENT _moves up to armchair_
L.C. STANDISH _up to_ L. _end of chesterfield, and then by the back of
chesterfield to_ R.C., CROSBY C. MRS. CROSBY _is seated at table_ R.)

MASON (R.C.). Then if we get any messages--

ROSALIE. If you get any messages? Well, sir, I am telling you the truth
now. Most of the time it is a fake. With me as with the others. But
to-night there will be no fake. I am a stranger to all of you except to
Mr. Wales. I do not know who live in this 'ouse. I do not know the name
of any one of you. Mr. Wales told me he wanted me to come 'ere, he said
he would send for me. (_Moves to_ R. _end of chesterfield_.)
But 'e did not tell me one word about any of you;

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.