ROSALIE. Except for the fact that she did never write the man a letter
in 'er life, it is a grand case you 'ave, Inspector.
WILLIAM (_down_ C. _a step_. CROSBY _goes above_ WILLIAM C.). Of course.
Dad, we've lost our brains. She didn't go for her own letters. (WILLIAM
_turns to the_ INSPECTOR.) You were talking of juries. Do you think any
jury will believe that a young girl would kill a man to get back another
woman's letters for her? (_He starts toward door_ L.)
CROSBY. Where are you going?
WILLIAM. To get my sister.
DONOHUE. Wait. (WILLIAM _stops_.) I'll send for Mrs. Trent.
WILLIAM (_crosses_ L.C.). But I want to ask her--
DONOHUE (_interrupting 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.
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