Hil. I was brought up by a family named Wallace, who live in Norfolk, Virginia, and I supposed that I was their daughter, until a discovery I made two years ago convinced me that I was not.
Dol. [Getting interested.] And what discovery did you make?
Hil. [Unfolding a package.] I found this dress hidden away in one of the bureau drawers. [Hands it to him.]
Dol. Lord, bless me! Why, it’s a baby dress.
Hil. Yes, sir! and when I made inquiries about it I learned that it was one I wore when a child.
Dol. Well, there was nothing strange about that?
Hil. No, sir! But on examination, I found these initials, A. M., which you see worked in it!
Dol. Ah! yes! Precisely!
Hil. And when I called their attention to it they seemed confused and did not know what to reply. I kept the dress, determined to find out more, if I could!
Dol. And you did?