CROSBY.  Not directly.  The message was another cry for “Ned.”

DONOHUE.  What happened then?

CROSBY.  Then Mr. Wales said, “Do you know who killed you?”

DONOHUE (eagerly).  What answer did he get?

CROSBY.  None.  The medium began to moan and cry.  Then Mr. Wales asked her again and again for the name.  He kept crying, “Tell me who killed you; I want the name.”  He must have asked her two or three times.  Then he cried out that he was hurt.

DONOHUE.  And then?

CROSBY.  That’s all.

(Enter DUNN from door L.)

DUNN.  The matron is here now, sir.

DONOHUE.  Just a minute.  Just one more question, Mr. Crosby.  Did you get the impression that if Mr. Wales had not been killed his question would have been answered?

CROSBY.  If you grant that the seance was real, it would be impossible to arrive at any other conclusion.

DONOHUE.  It was well established in your mind that Wales was the only person able to get a message?

CROSBY.  Yes.

DONOHUE.  It follows then that he was killed in order to prevent his question being answered.

CROSBY.  That’s the impression I got.

DONOHUE.  This leads to the conclusion that whoever killed Wales knew who had killed Spencer Lee.

CROSBY.  I should think so.

DONOHUE (front of table R.).  And it is not difficult to surmise that the person who killed Wales was actuated by the strongest of all motives—­self-protection.  So in all human probability the murderer of Wales was also the murderer of Spencer Lee.  You see, ladies and gentlemen, that by the use of a little patience we have come a long way in our investigation. (There is a long pause.) I don’t wish to put you all through the humiliation of a search.  I should like to end this inquiry here and now. (Moves a step R. There is another pause.) No?  Then we’ll have to go on. (Moves briskly to below table R.) There is a police matron in the other room who will search the ladies of the party.  Sergeant Dunn will perform a similar duty with the men.  Mike, you will take them one at a time.  It makes no difference to me in what order they go.

MASON.  Well, I’ve got nothing to conceal. (He rises and places chair up L., then moves to door L.)

ROSALIE.  Neither ’ave I. (She rises and moves down C.)

DONOHUE.  I’d rather you waited for a few minutes, Madame la Grange. 
(ROSALIE looks at him sharply.) Any of the other ladies will do.

MRS. CROSBY (rising).  Suppose I set the others a good example.

DONOHUE.  Thank you very much. (MRS. CROSBY comes down C., then crosses to door L. DONOHUE looks at the others, where they are still seated.) And thank you all for the great help you’ve given me.  You need not sit there any longer, unless you wish.