CROSBY (R.C.).  Not that I noticed.

MISS EASTWOOD (below table R.).  Oh, yes, she did.  Miss O’Neill wasn’t in the room when she arrived.  Later when she came in Madame la Grange seemed upset; she said something to her that none of us could hear.  Then I remember she argued with Mr. Wales and said she didn’t feel like having a seance.

DONOHUE.  Now we’re getting it.

(WILLIAM stands R. of HELEN O’NEILL up C.)

Everything was going along smoothly, until Miss O’Neill came in.  The extra Helen. (He turns to CROSBY.) Mr. Crosby, your daughter was in the room when Madame la Grange came in?

CROSBY.  Yes.

DONOHUE.  You noticed nothing unusual in this woman’s manner?

CROSBY.  I’d never seen her before.

DONOHUE.  I mean, she did nothing to attract your attention; the fact that Helen Trent was in the room made no impression on her?

CROSBY.  Seemingly not.

DONOHUE.  Then Helen O’Neill came in. (Goes up to HELEN C., then crosses down to ROSALIE L. Sharply to her.) Rosalie la Grange, what’s that girl to you?

ROSALIE.  Nothing at all.

DONOHUE (C.).  Nothing at all!  Then why did you try to deceive me as to where she sat.  Why did you place her so that I would not know she was sitting next to Mr. Wales when he was stabbed?

ROSALIE.  It was just my mistake.  I did not do it on purpose.

DONOHUE.  I’m afraid that won’t do.  It’s perfectly apparent that the name you were to speak was—­Helen, What’s the use of lying to me!  You’ve tried your best to shield this girl.  I want to know why.

ROSALIE.  There’s no reason.  I never saw the young lady before in all my life.

DONOHUE.  What’s that girl to you?

ROSALIE.  Nothing, nothing at all—­

DONOHUE (starts to ROSALIE). Damn you, you old harridan, you come across—­

HELEN (springing forward from up R.C. down to L.C. and pushing
DONOHUE up stage).  Let my mother alone, let my mother alone.

(She goes to ROSALIE, puts her arms around her.  Pause. ROSALIE weeps.)

DONOHUE (very quietly).  I thought perhaps I’d get it that way.

HELEN (getting L. side of ROSALIE).  There, there, dear, it’s all right, it’s all right.

DONOHUE (with a grim smile, coming down C.).  Of course it’s all right! 
We’ve got the finger-prints and—­

WILLIAM (interrupting him—­coming down to C.).  If you think for one minute I’m going to let you—­

CROSBY.  My boy, wait! (grabbing him and pinning down his arms to his sides C.).  Think what—­

WILLIAM.  Think nothing. (He shakes himself free and goes to DONOHUE L.C.) That’s the girl I love, and I’ll be damned if I let you take her finger-prints.