he rather dropped out of it. Fact is, until Trent here appeared on the
scene he was always hanging around.

(TRENT _comes down and sits in_ R. _side of circle_.)

STANDISH. Funny they never found out who killed him.

WALES (_standing outside of circle_, L. _side_). They may not. They
haven't stopped trying.

MASON (_seated on table_ R.). Oh, are the police still interested?

WALES. Yes, they're interested. As a matter of fact there's a reward of
five thousand dollars for the discovery of the murderers.

STANDISH. Are you sure of that?

WALES. I offered it.

TRENT. You?

WALES. Yes. What sort of a man do you think I am? Do you expect me to
sit still and let the murderers of Spencer Lee go free? Why, I'd known
the man all his life. We were the closest friends.

WILLIAM. But if he was the kind of a man that Standish says--

WALES. I don't give a damn what he was. He was my friend, and I'm never
going to rest till I find out who killed him.