“You mean if he was already married to the lost Melody’s mother? But was he married to her mother? We can’t find any record of it. Nobody knows, unless we could find Melody herself, and I have given up all hope of that. Krutzmacht might have deceived her, too, you know.”
“Why, of course he was married to Melody’s mother—and wasn’t divorced, either!”
“What do you know of it?”
“Stupid!” she said gently, rising and putting her hands on his shoulders. “Can’t you see that—I am Melody—yes, the real Melody!”
“Louisiana—”
“Name of my mother’s State. I made up Delacourt for the stage. Louisiana Delacourt was to be my stage name but Cordelia spoiled it.”
She laughed at his astonishment.
“And you are Melody Krutzmacht?”
“Lord, no! Melody White. Krutzmacht wasn’t any father of mine, thank goodness!”
“And your mother?”