(Interrupting.) One moment; please. Let him speak, but first send Connie away.
Starkweather
No one shall leave this room till the documents are produced. Margaret, give me the letters, and Connie can leave quietly, and even will Hubbard's lips remain sealed. They will never breathe a word of whatever shameful thing his eyes saw. This I promise you.
(A pause, wherein he waits vainly for Margaret to make a decision.) Go on, Hubbard.
Margaret
(Who is terror-stricken, and has been wavering.) No! Don't! I'll tell. I'll give you back the documents.
(All are expectant She wavers again, and steels herself to resolution.) No; I haven't them. Say all you have to say.
Starkweather
You see. She has them. She said she would give them back.
(To Hubbard.) Go on.