(MRS. TRENT goes to and sits in chair up L., followed by TRENT, who stands R. side of her. WILLIAM sits back of table R. HELEN sits above table R.)
STANDISH (below table over R.). Mr. Crosby, I must——
CROSBY. Mr. Standish, I just refused to let my own daughter leave the room.
(Slight pause.)
STANDISH. But don't you see, sir——
CROSBY. My dear Standish, poor Wales was killed by someone in this room. We are all of us under suspicion. Everyone of us. (Slight movement from all.) It's an awful thing to say—but one of us in this room has killed Wales. Which one of us?
(Knock on door down L.)
CROSBY. Yes.
POLLOCK (outside). The police are here, sir.
CROSBY. Who is it?