Inspector: No. // the four exchange bewildered and perturbed glances.// Birling: ( Well, of course, if I’d known that earlier, I with marked change of tone) wouldn't has called you officious and talked about reporting you. You understand that, don't you, inspector? I thought that for some reason best known to yourself you were making the most – – of this tiny bit of information I could give you. I'm sorry. This makes a difference. You sure of your facts? Inspector: Some of them yes. – Birling: I can't think they can be of any great consequence. Inspector: The girl's dead though. Sheila: What do you mean by saying that? You talk as if we were responsible-- Birling: (cutting Just a minute, Sheila. Now , inspector, perhaps you and I had better in) go and talk this over quietly in a corner-- Sheila: (cutting Why should you? He's finished with you. He says it's one of us now. in) Birling: Yes, and I’m trying to settle it sensibly for you. Gerald: Well, there's nothing to settle as far as I’m concerned. I've never known an Eva Smith. Eric: Neither have I. Sheila: Was that her name? Eva Smith? Gerald: Yes. Sheila: Never heard it before. Gerald: So were are you now inspector? Inspector: I was before, Mr croft. I told you that like a lot of these young women, – she'd used more than one name. She was still Eva Smith when Mr Birling sacked her for – wanting twenty-five shillings a week instead of twenty-two and six. But after that she stopped being Eva Smith. Perhaps she'd had enough of it. Eric: Can't blame her.
Inspector: No. // the four exchange bewildered and perturbed glances.// Birling: ( with marked change of tone) Well, of course, if I’d known that earlier, I wouldn't has called you officious and talked about reporting you. You understand that, don't you, inspector? I thought that – for some reason best known to yourself – you were making the most of this tiny bit of information I could give you. I'm sorry. This makes a difference. You sure of your facts? Inspector: Some of them – yes. Birling: I can't think they can be of any great consequence. Inspector: The girl's dead though. Sheila: What do you mean by saying that? You talk as if we were responsible-- Birling: (cutting in) Just a minute, Sheila. Now , inspector, perhaps you and I had better go and talk this over quietly in a corner-- Sheila: (cutting in) Why should you? He's finished with you. He says it's one of us now. Birling: Yes, and I’m trying to settle it sensibly for you. Gerald: Well, there's nothing to settle as far as I’m concerned. I've never known an Eva Smith. Eric: Neither have I. Sheila: Was that her name? Eva Smith? Gerald: Yes. Sheila: Never heard it before. Gerald: So were are you now inspector? Inspector: I was before, Mr croft. I told you – that like a lot of these young women, she'd used more than one name. She was still Eva Smith when Mr Birling sacked her – for wanting twenty-five shillings a week instead of twenty-two and six. But after that she stopped being Eva Smith. Perhaps she'd had enough of it. Eric: Can't blame her.
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