DAN turns to her, and for the first time sees the hat-box. He stands motionless. A pause.
DAN: Mrs. Who? OLIVIA: You can't pretend you've never heard of her.
DAN (turning to HUBERT, recovering himself): Oh, Mrs. Chalfont's whereabouts! I thought she said her name was Mrs. Chalfontswear. (Profusely) Silly…. Swear—about—couldn't think——
OLIVIA: Well?
DAN (still looking at HUBERT, brightly, after a pause):
I've nothin' to go on, but I think she's been … murdered.
HUBERT: Oh, you do?
DAN: Yes, I do.
MRS. TERENCE: Who by?
DAN: They say she had several chaps on a string, and——(Suddenly) There was one fellow, a London chap, a bachelor, very citified—with a fair moust——(He stares at HUBERT.)
HUBERT (touching his moustache, unconsciously): What are you looking at me for?