Y, _tapping the sides of the chair with her fingers._ MASON
_in front of fireplace_ C., _looking at_ WALES' _body. Eventually he
moves to_ MISS EASTWOOD _and takes the book away from her._

TRENT _walking up stage_ L. _as curtain rises. All lamps alight._

_The arrangement of the chairs for this act is detailed at the end of
the play._

MRS. TRENT (_rising and moving to_ CROSBY). Father, please let me go to
my room.

CROSBY. It is impossible, my dear.

TRENT. But, Mr. Crosby-- (_Comes down to_ CROSBY L.)

CROSBY (_interrupting him_). It's quite impossible.

(MRS. TRENT _goes to and sits in chair up_ L., _followed by_ TRENT, _who
stands_ R. _side of her._ WILLIAM _sits back of table_ R. HELEN _sits
above table_ R.)

STANDISH (_below table over_ R.). Mr. Crosby, I must--

CROSBY. Mr. Standish, I just refused to let my own daughter leave the
room.

(_Slight pause._)

STANDISH. But don't you see, sir--

CROSBY. My dear Standish, poor Wales was killed by someone in this room.
We are all of us under suspicion. Everyone of us. (_Slight movement
from all._) It's an awful thing to say--but one of us in this room
has killed Wales. Which one of us?

(_Knock on door down_ L.)

CROSBY. Yes.

POLLOCK (_outside_). The police are here, sir.

CROSBY. Who is it?

DONOHUE (_outside_). Inspector Donohue.

CROSBY. Pollock, give Inspector Donohue all the keys.

POLLOCK (_outside_). Yes, sir.

(_There is a pause._)

DONOHUE (_outside_). What is all this?

POLLOCK (_outside_). I don't know, I'm sure. I was told to lock the
door. I don't know what's been going on inside. Then I was told to call
you. This is the right key for that door.

(_The noise of the key being put into the lock can be heard, then
the click as it is turned in the lock, then the door is opened, and_
INSPECTOR DONOHUE _in plain clothes comes well on stage_ L. _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 i