The Thirteenth Chair by Bayard Veiller
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page 63 of 145 (43%)
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As I understand, then, you were sitting in this room with the doors and
windows locked; you were in the dark. Wales was stabbed in the back, the lights were turned on, and no one has left the room or entered since? CROSBY. No one but you. DONOHUE. I didn't kill him. (_There is a long pause, then he turns with a sweeping gesture._) Which one of you did? (_Slight movement from others. There is another long pause. No one speaks. He moves very quietly down_ R.C. _to below table_ R.) Now, I'm not going to employ the usual police methods. There is to be no threatening or badgering. But you all can see that there can be no escape for the guilty person. I realize that this is a terrible situation for all of you, but the only way to relieve it is for the murderer of Mr. Wales to confess. (_Another pause._) It will save a long, and I assure you, a very trying police investigation. Let me say also that there will be no recriminations, no unpleasant scenes. I realize that this seems a very weak plea for a confession. But I am counting on the intelligence of the people now in this room. (_He takes out his watch and holds it face upward in his hand._) I have unlimited time, but not a great deal of patience. Well? (_There is another long pause. He finally replaces his watch with a little gesture of finality._) Very well then. (_He turns suddenly to_ MISS EASTWOOD, _who is still seated up_ R.C.) What is your name? MISS EASTWOOD. Mary Eastwood. DONOHUE. A moment ago, Miss Eastwood, you started to tell me something. You said, "If you ask me--" Now I am asking you. What was it you wanted to tell me? |
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