The Faith Healer
Leans forward across the table to Michaelis.
Don't mind my sister-in-law, Mr. Michaelis. It's her way. She means nothing by it.
Between gulps of coffee, as he finishes his meal.
Don't know as you've got any call to speak for Martha. She generally means what she says, and I guess she means it now. And what's more, I guess I do, too!
Throws down his napkin and rises.
Very well. It's none of my business, I reckon, as long as it keeps within reason.
He puts on his cap and goes out through the kitchen.
To Michaelis, continuing the whispered conversation.
And if you do climb up the rope, do you promise to come down.
Yes, I promise to come down.
Leans over her plate. The oth