Grace Coombs:
Do you still doubt, Laura? Are you still laughing, Jo? Yogadachi's been right again. Oh, you must accept his truth as I have.
Laura Stanhope:
That's the trouble with you, Grace, glorifying such rot.
Grace Coombs:
Rot? I tell you that nothing could save Helen, nor May, nor Hazel, from fate. Don't you understand? It was written for them... as it is for all of us.
Jo Turner:
Well if it's all settled for us, why worry?
Laura Stanhope:
Stop talking about it, stop thinking about it! Anyone can think themselves into anything.
Jo Turner:
You two are stumbling in a dark, material world. I am above it, as Yogadachi was. Death means peace, freedom. I shall meet him, gladly.
Jo Turner:
Well, I shan't. Depression or not, personally I'm mad about this world. Oh, go on home, Grace. You give me the creeps.
Jo Turner:
No, no, not I, but what's written for you, only you're afraid to face it.
Laura Stanhope:
Grace, I think you'd better go.
Jo Turner:
Just as you say.
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