Pastor Galswells What in heaven's name? Who could that be at this hour? [opens door] Miss Everglot? What are you doing here? You should be at home, prostrate with grief! Pastor Galswells Hmm. I believe I know the thing to do. Come with me. [snuffs out his candle by hand] Pastor Galswells She's speaking in tongues. Of unholy alliances! Her mind has come undone, I fear.