CROSBY (after a pause, putting his hand on his son's shoulder). I'm sorry, Billy.
(WILLIAM goes up to chesterfield C. and sits. CROSBY looks coldly at HELEN and turns to his daughter.)
MRS. TRENT. Father, you know that——
CROSBY. Yes, dear, I know. Inspector, do you want us any more?
DONOHUE. Not any more, thank you.
CROSBY. Come then, children. (He exits with MR. and MRS. TRENT down L.)
(HELEN is still in front of the table R. As the door closes, DONOHUE crosses to L.C.)
DONOHUE. Mike, take her down town.
ROSALIE (C.). I would not if I was you. Inspector, I do know who 'as done it.
(WILLIAM rises.)