rrupting him_). I'll ask my own questions. If you want to
help this investigation, you might call Sergeant Dunn for me.
(WILLIAM _opens door at_ L.)
WILLIAM. Sergeant Dunn, the Inspector wants you. (_He turns back to the
girl, and_ DUNN _enters_ L.)
DONOHUE. Ask Mrs. Trent to come here.
(DUNN _exits at_ L. ROSALIE _is at the_ R. _end of chesterfield_. HELEN
_is in the chair in front of the table_ R. WILLIAM C. CROSBY _walks up_
L., _then back to_ L.C. DONOHUE _below the table looking at them with a
grim smile. After a pause of about ten seconds_ MRS. TRENT _and_ TRENT
_enter from L., followed by_ DUNN, _who stands below the door._)
I sent for Mrs. Trent.
TRENT (L.C.). I know that. What do you want to see her about?
DONOHUE. Mrs. Trent, did you ask this girl to go to Spencer Lee's rooms
to get letters you had written to him?
TRENT (L. _of_ MRS. TRENT). Did she what?
DONOHUE. Did you, Mrs. Trent?
MRS. TRENT (L.C.). Certainly not.
HELEN. Why-- (_Rises from chair in front of table_ R.)
DONOHUE (_sternly_). Keep still, you. (_To_ MRS. TRENT.) Are you sure?
TRENT (_L._ of MRS. TRENT). Of course she's sure.
DONOHUE. Mr. Trent, you must stop these interruptions. (_To_ MRS.
TRENT.) Will you please answer my question?
MRS. TRENT. I never wrote a letter to Spencer Lee in my life. (_She
suddenly turns to_ HELEN.) How dare you say I sent you there?
HELEN. You did! You did! (_In front of table._)
MRS. TRENT (_down_ L.C.). I don't know what she's told you, Inspector,
but--
DONOHUE. Never mind what she told me. I want to be very sure of this.
You did not ask this girl to go to Spencer Lee's rooms?
MRS. TRENT. No.
DONOHUE (_down_ R.). He had no letters of yours?
MRS. TRENT (L.C.). No.
DONOHUE. Do you know whether this girl had written to him?
MRS. TRENT. I don't know anything about it.
WILLIAM (_coming_ L. _of_ MRS. TRENT. CROSBY _comes_ C.). But Nell
didn't know Lee, and you did, Helen.
DONOHUE (_still down_ R.). How about that, Mrs. Trent?
MRS. TRENT. I hadn't seen Mr. Lee for two or three years. He used to
come here a good deal. He wanted to marry me, but I didn't like him. And
I certainly never wrote him letters of any sort. That is all I can tell
you.
DONOHUE. Thank you very much. That is all that I want to know.
WILLIAM (_turning on his sister_). You're lying to save yourself. You've
got to tell the truth.
TRENT. She is telling you the truth.
WILLIAM. She's not.
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