_He is seen
to be a clean-cut, intelligent-looking man of fifty. It later develops
that he is reserved and extremely quiet in manner. He speaks like a
gentleman and acts like one._ SERGEANT DUNN _enters also and drops below
door_ L.)
DONOHUE. Where's Mr. Wales?
CROSBY (L.C.). How did you know that Wales--
DONOHUE (L. _of_ CROSBY, _interrupting him_). I don't know anything. I
was thinking of something else. I was told that I was wanted here in a
hurry.
CROSBY. Queer your asking for Wales. Mr. Wales is dead; that's why I
sent for you.
DONOHUE. Wales is what?
CROSBY. Wales is dead.
MISS EASTWOOD (_still seated_ R.C.). Yes, and if you ask me--
DONOHUE. Just a minute, please, miss. (_He turns to_ CROSBY.) It must
have been very sudden. Why, only this afternoon I-- Did he ask you to
send for me?
CROSBY (L.C.). Inspector, you don't seem to understand. Mr. Wales was
murdered in this room not fifteen minutes ago.
(_Other characters keep the same positions as when the curtain rose._)
DONOHUE (_his manner changing abruptly_). Mike! That door! (SERGEANT
DUNN _closes door_ L. _and stands in front of it._) Where have you taken
him?
CROSBY (_pointing to the chesterfield_ C.). There.
(DONOHUE _goes up_ L. _end of chesterfield to_ C. _and stands looking
down on the body.
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