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GEORGE. I leave to-morrow. I wouldn't go down to that bar alone--no, not
for fifty pounds. (_Goes up R. to arm-chair._)
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._)
SOMERS. How do you feel now, old man?
HIRST (_changing his frightened manner to one of assurance_). Splendid!
SOMERS. But--(_a step back._)
HIRST. I tell you I feel splendid.
SOMERS. But the ghost--(_Steps back to C._)
HIRST. Well, upon my word, Somers--you're not as sharp as I thought you.
SOMERS. What do you mean?
HIRST.
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