Hen. That evidence proves nothing, Colonel.
Ralph. It is very significant though!
Mor. One moment, gentlemen! [Reads.] “I also inclose a piece of blackened paper, evidently the wadding of the gun—also a bullet which we found imbedded in the wall.” [He pulls blackened paper from envelope—he smells it.] The wadding of the gun! [He smooths it out.] There is writing upon it! H’m! part of a letter. [Reads.] “i-l-d Alice!” i-l-d? child Alice, that’s it! “loving fath—” father, I suppose—“Morris Mai—” the rest is burned away.
Ralph. A letter from his father. [To Henry.] The evidence is getting strong, Captain, is it not? [Henry is silent.]
Mor. [Takes bullet from envelope.] The fatal bullet! [Examines it.] Here are two letters on it, R. M.
Ralph. Gentlemen, the evidence is conclusive—he is guilty.
Mor. Do not be hasty, Major! I am not yet satisfied of his guilt. [Aside.] I fear the worst. [To Adolphus.] Adolphus! conduct Private Maitland here at once! [Adolphus salutes and Exits R. 4 E.]
Ralph. [Aside.] He cannot escape now.
Hen. [Aside.] Alas! I fear the result!
Enter Reginald and Adolphus, R. 4 E.