(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.
DONOHUE. Young man, don't be a fool. I'm sorry, but it's too clear.
ROSALIE (breaking away from her daughter and moving to DONOHUE C.). Clear—how is it too clear? Inspector, you are never going to accuse my little girl of a thing like that?
DONOHUE (C.). She was next to him; she had only to free one hand and strike, and then take his hand again!