MOMENTS LATER ON A NEARBY TABLE ......( The continuing story as told in the Bawtry Gazette )

North : Did you see that ?
South : What ?
North : That mad axeman chopping off that woman's head
West : Will you two shut up......we're here to play bridge 
North : But that poor woman has just lost her head !
East : Yes......this happens regularly to fractious, hot-headed bridge players when things don't go their way 
North : But she's lost her head.....literally....it's been separated from her neck !
West : Will you please stop jabbering on.......it's my turn to bid
North : Don't you get it......there's a maniacal killer still running loose in this room 
West : .......1 spade......
North : My God....what do I need to do to get anyone here to heed my warnings  ?.......Oh bugger it........2 clubs....

( A few seconds later another almighty " whoosh " could be heard all around the room as another player fell victim to the axe )

East : ...2 spades
South : ....Pass