Chalmers
You can't help yourself now. You have cast black suspicions on my wife.
Hubbard
All right. She—Mrs. Chalmers visited Knox in his rooms last night.
Mrs. Starkweather
(Bursting out.) Oh! Oh! My Madge! It is a lie! A lie! (Kicks violently with her legs.) (Connie soothes her.)
Chalmers
You've got to prove that, Hubbard. If you have made any mistake it will go hard with you.
Hubbard
(Indicating Margaret.) Look at her. Ask her.