[reading]
"Dear boy, I can't stand it, either. Come to me or I go to you."
Judge
[sings during the reading]
Coming back from Reno. [Breaks off—to Helen.] So you thought we wanted a divorce, did you?
From a photograph by White Studio.
Judge: We thought we believed in trial marriage. Nothing of the sort—trial separation! What marriage put asunder divorce has joined together.
Helen
I never dreamed of such a thing.