“What was that? The Honk Kong regiment’s widows and orphans were out there!” Lydia-My-Lovely fumed while removing her stage make-up. “It weren’t in the rehearsal.”
Waldo knew she disapproved. ” I merely said the spirits were real.”
She turned her shiny face to him. Her costume was cut lower and her skirts were cut higher. What was he up to?
“In England it was illusion, misdirection –an ACT! It weren’t no bloody séance. It ain’t right, Waldo. They think you’re talking to the dead.”
Waldo sat and then admitted his predicament.
“That’s just it. The dead were talking to ME!”
Waldo knew she disapproved. ” I merely said the spirits were real.”
She turned her shiny face to him. Her costume was cut lower and her skirts were cut higher. What was he up to?
“In England it was illusion, misdirection –an ACT! It weren’t no bloody séance. It ain’t right, Waldo. They think you’re talking to the dead.”
Waldo sat and then admitted his predicament.
“That’s just it. The dead were talking to ME!”
