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.

The Thirteenth Chair — Part 23

(DONOHUE _goes up_ L. _end of chesterfield to_ C. _and stands looking down on the body. There is a long pause, and then slowly raising his head looks with terrible deliberation at each person in the room._ MASON _moves to_ R. _end of chesterfield._)

The Thirteenth Chair — Part 23

DONOHUE (_very quietly_). Then I expect we'll have to find out. (_He comes down by the_ R. _end of the chesterfield and stops when he sees_ ROSALIE. _He gives a short laugh as he sees how she is tied to the chair._) What's this?

The Thirteenth Chair — Part 23

MRS. CROSBY (_rises_). Good Heavens, we forgot to untie her! I'm so sorry.

ROSALIE. Thank you, madame. I am quite comfortable. I will stay as I am if you do not mind.

DONOHUE. I think we'll leave things as they are for the present.

(MRS. CROSBY _resumes the same seat as before._)

ROSALIE. A policeman with brains! Oh, la-la!

DONOHUE. Let's see if he can't use them then. (_Moving to _ CROSBY _down_ L.C. _and standing on his_ R. _side._) Now, Mr. Crosby, tell me exactly what happened.

CROSBY. I know it sounds foolish, but we were having a spiritualistic seance. Madame la Grange is a medium.

CROSBY. We were sitting in the dark, in a circle, you know, holding hands. Suddenly Wales cried out. I called to my son to turn on the light. He did so. Wales was leaning forward in his chair. His hands were in those of the people he sat between, and all the rest of us were sitting around.

DONOHUE. I thought you told your son to turn on the lights.

DONOHUE. I'm not implying anything, and please answer my questions.

WILLIAM (_rises, and stands back of table_ R.). Inspector, I was sitting there, and simply made a move to turn on the light. I had chosen the seat purposely. We wanted to expose trickery, if we found any.

DONOHUE. I understand. (_He turns again to_ CROSBY.) Go on, Mr. Crosby.

CROSBY. In a moment poor Wales fell to the floor. I ran to him and found that he had been stabbed in the back. Before we could call for aid, he was dead.

CROSBY. No. I think that he was dead before we got to him.

CROSBY. As soon as I realized what had happened I sent for you.