“You were acquainted with Mrs. Prescott?”

“Yes.”

“How long had you known her?”

“Something over eighteen months.”

“Had you at one time been engaged to her?”

“Yes.”

“What happened to that engagement?”

Driscoll moistened his lips with his tongue and said, “It was broken because of a quarrel.”

“How soon after that did she marry the decedent?”

“Within a month.”