Hil. No, sir! but I learned since that the man I married could unveil the mystery which shrouds my birth.
Dol. And won’t he enlighten you?
Hil. No, sir! all my attempts have proved futile.
Dol. But did you not say that this man was your husband?
Hil. Yes, sir! But he must have some object in keeping my identity secret.
Dol. But how did you become acquainted with this man, and how did you come to marry him?
Hil. He was a regular visitor at our home, and I noticed on many occasions that he paid Mrs. Wallace money. However, I fell desperately in love with him, and when he proposed that we get married, I, of course, was only too happy to consent.
Dol. And his name?
Hil. Ralph Murdell!