CROSBY (_after a pause, putting his hand on his son's shoulder_).
I'm sorry, Billy.
(WILLIAM _goes up to chesterfield_ C. _and sits_. CROSBY _looks coldly
at_ HELEN _and turns to his daughter_.)
MRS. TRENT. Father, you know that--
CROSBY. Yes, dear, I know. Inspector, do you want us any more?
DONOHUE. Not any more, thank you.
CROSBY. Come then, children. (_He exits with_ MR. _and_ MRS. TRENT
_down_ L.)
(HELEN _is still in front of the table_ R. _As the door closes_, DONOHUE
_crosses to_ L.C.)
DONOHUE. Mike, take her down town.
ROSALIE (C.). I would not if I was you. Inspector, I do know who 'as
done it.
(WILLIAM _rises_.)
DONOHUE (_turning to_ ROSALIE C.). You know! Who was it?
ROSALIE. I cannot tell you yet. (DONOHUE _laughs_. WILLIAM _goes to_
HELEN.) But I will! I will!
DONOHUE. Telling's not enough. There's just one thing that will convince
me that she didn't kill Spencer Lee.
WILLIAM (_down_ E.). What, Inspector, what?
DONOHUE. The confession of the one who did. (_He turns to_ ROSALIE.)
Bring me that and I'll set your daughter free.
ROSALIE (C.). Inspector, give me a chance. Do not arrest my little girl.
Give me time. I do know who 'as done it and I will get for you what you
want.
DONOHUE (L.C.). Nonsense!
ROSALIE (_moves up to_ INSPECTOR). Give me one hour, sir. Keep them all
here one hour more.
DONOHUE. No.
WILLIAM (_in front of table_ R.). Give her a chance. We are all here--no
one will get away. What difference will a few minutes make?
(_There is a pause_. DONOHUE _takes out his watch and looks at it_.)
DONOHUE. I'll give her ten minutes. Mike, tell Doolan again to arrest
anyone trying to leave the house, and get on the front door yourself and
stay there until I tell you. (DUNN _turns and exits at_ L.) You've got
just ten minutes.
(_He follows_ DUNN _off_ L.)
ROSALIE. Ten minutes! Ten minutes!
(WILLIAM _crosses to door_ L. _and closes it_.)
WILLIAM (L.C.). Why didn't you _tell_ who did it?
ROSALIE (C.). How could I? I 'ave no idea in the world. But I am going
to find out. I am going to find out.
HELEN (B.C.). But how, mother, how?
ROSALIE. Call them back. Make them all come, too. I want them all.
(HELEN _runs off_ L.) Sir, run down into the 'all. Do you know which is
Mr. Wales' overcoat?
WILLIAM. Yes, I think so.
ROSALIE. See if you can find for me a glove or something of 'is--and
'urry, _mon Dieu_, 'urry!
(WILLIAM _runs off_ L. ROSAL
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