Hubbard
(Withdrawing contents of envelope.) It is only a photograph—of Mrs. Chalmers.
(Reading.) "For the future—Margaret."
Chalmers
(Thrusting Linda back to right front and striding up to Hubbard.) Give it to me. (Hubbard passes it to him, and he looks at it, crumples it in his hand, and grinds it under foot.)
Starkweather
That is not what we wanted, Mrs. Middleton. Go on with the search.
(The search goes on behind the screen without any further struggling.) (A pause, during which screen is occasionally agitated by the searchers removing Margaret's garments.)
Housekeeper
(Appearing around corner of screen.) I find nothing else, sir.