CROSBY (now in front of table R.).  She didn’t answer that question.

DONOHUE (looks at paper again L.C.).  The next question is, “Can you tell the name?” And then she was to have told that woman’s name.  Just the first name.  Mrs. Crosby, what did she reply to that question?

CROSBY.  She moaned and cried.

DONOHUE.  What did she say after that?

CROSBY.  Nothing.  She moaned again and came out of the so-called trance.

DONOHUE.  Why didn’t you do as you agreed?

ROSALIE (down L.C., left side of DONOHUE. Stonily). 
I do not know what you talk about.

DONOHUE.  The police know that some woman killed Spencer Lee.  Something was taken from the inside pocket of his coat.  We think it was a package of letters.  This woman left traces.  We have her finger-prints—­many of them.  Eventually we’ll find her.  For three or four weeks Mr. Wales has been working among the people who knew Lee.  His theory was that this woman wanted to get back her letters—­in fact, did get them back.  He felt reasonably sure that he had found the woman—­that one of you ladies here to-night is probably the woman we are hunting.  He thought that he could play on her superstitious fears, and that when her name seemingly came from the spirit of the dead man she would confess.  He told Madame la Grange the name, explained to her just what he wanted, and together he and I worked out the exact wording of the messages that were supposed to come from Spencer Lee’s spirit. (He turns suddenly to ROSALIE, who is down L.C.) You agreed to all this; why didn’t you speak the name?

ROSALIE.  I do not know anything about it.  He—­he must ’ave forgotten to tell it to me.

DONOHUE.  Oh, no, he didn’t.

(MISS EASTWOOD down in front of table R.)

ROSALIE (with great decision).  There was no name.  He did not tell to me any name.

DONOHUE.  My good woman, you mustn’t take me for a fool.  You agreed to use a certain name; you came here for that purpose, and then after you got here, something happened to make you change your plans.  Something unexpected happened. (He stops for a moment; turns to MISS EASTWOOD.) Miss Eastwood, what did you say was your first name?

MISS EASTWOOD.  Mary.

DONOHUE (to MISS ERSKINE).  And yours?

MISS ERSKINE (back of table R.).  Elizabeth.

DONOHUE.  Yours?

MISS STANDISH.  Grace.

DONOHUE.  Mr. Crosby, your wife’s name is?

CROSBY.  Alicia.

DONOHUE.  Mrs. Trent?

MRS. TRENT (R.C.).  Helen.

DONOHUE, Miss O’Neill?

HELEN (up C., in front of chesterfield).  Helen.

(There is a long pause.)

DONOHUE (L.C.  WILLIAM comes to HELEN C.).  Helen, I see.  So there are two Helens.  Two Helens. (He stands looking first at one and then at the other of the two women.) Mr. Crosby, when Madame la Grange first came to-night, did she show any surprise at seeing any of the people here?