ROSALIE.  I was praying. (Coming to above table R.)

DONOHUE.  Praying?  What for?

ROSALIE.  Guidance.

DONOHUE (with a laugh).  I hope you get it.

ROSALIE (with conviction).  I will, sir, I will. (She starts toward the door L.) I will join the others now.

DONOHUE.  I think’d you better wait. (Calls off L.) Mike!

(ROSALIE is C. DUNN enters from L.)

DUNN.  Yes, Inspector.

DONOHUE.  Did Madame la Grange see you as she came in here?

DUNN (down L.).  No, sir.  I followed your instructions and kept out of sight.

DONOHUE (L.C.).  How long has she been here?

DUNN.  About ten minutes.

DONOHUE.  Time enough for her to find what we couldn’t.

DUNN.  I’ll bet she’s got it.

DONOHUE.  Take her to Mrs. MacPherson.  She’s not to go near anyone or speak to anyone.  Tell Mrs. Mac to search her. (He turns to ROSALIE, who is C.) Unless, of course, you want to give up that knife now.

ROSALIE.  I ’ave not any knife, and I ’ave been searched once.

DONOHUE (L.C.).  Exactly, and then you were allowed to come back into this room.  We’re rather anxious to see what you’ve found while you were in here.  Well?

ROSALIE.  I ’ave found nothing that would be any good to you.

DONOHUE.  I’m the best judge of that.  What was it you found?

ROSALIE.  I found comfort, sir.  A feeling that the innocent would come to no ’arm.

DONOHUE (dryly).  Take her to Mrs. MacPherson.  Come back as soon as you turn her over to the matron.

DUNN.  Yes, Inspector.  Come on—­come on, you.

ROSALIE (crossing L.).  I will come!

(They go out.  He stands looking after them for about five seconds, when DUNN re-enters and says:)

DUNN (above door L.).  Mrs. Mac’s got her.

DONOHUE.  She turned out that light.  I wonder why?  What did she want in the dark.

(He goes over toward the light switch at L. and puts out his hand.  He stops suddenly as his attention is attracted by a POLICEMAN coming feet foremost down the chimney. DONOHUE gives a little start and then comes L.C. The POLICEMAN jumps down all the way in fireplace, and comes into the room to console table L. end of chesterfield.  His uniform is covered with soot, and so are his face and hands. DUNN goes down L. below door.)

DUNN.  I sent him to see if they’d hidden that knife up there?

DONOHUE.  Good. (To POLICEMAN.) Find anything?

POLICEMAN.  Nothing but dirt.  Who pays for this uniform?

DONOHUE.  You don’t, anyway.  Could you hear anything while you were up there?

POLICEMAN.  Not a thing.

DONOHUE.  You are sure?