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.)
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. Sergeant Dunn, the Inspector wants you. (_He turns back to the girl, and_ DUNN _enters_ L.)
(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._)
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?
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?
DONOHUE (_down_ R.). He had no letters of yours?
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.
