ROSALIE (_getting back of console table. Turning table around--narrow
side to audience_). I mean like this.

(_She places the tips of the fingers of both hands on the_ C. _of the
table and stands rigid for a few moments. No one speaks. All watch her
with breathless interest. Slowly the table tips a little to one side,
and then tips in the opposite direction. Then it slowly rises about a
foot from the floor, and then drops suddenly and falls over. There is
a long pause_.)

MASON (R. _of small table_). Good Lord!

WALES (L.C., _quietly_). What did I tell you?

(_There is a long pause, all turn towards_ ROSALIE _to see what she will
do next_. MASON _takes console table back to its place to the_ R. _end
of the chesterfield_. TRENT _and_ MRS. TRENT _are over_ L. STANDISH
_and_ CROSBY C.)

ROSALIE (C.). Now you all do know what I can do, but I can trick you
too; so you will 'ave to take my word for it that I will not. I am not
making to you any promises. I will go into the trance for you and it
will be the real trance and not a fake. My spirit does control a little
girl named Laughing Eyes.

CROSBY. Are you asking us to believe that the spirit of a dead child--

ROSALIE (C.). To them that believe there is no death. Your own religion
teaches you that.