"But I understood Waldron had only one son, and he died some years ago—I attended him."
"Waldron had two sons, Lucien and Philip. I am Philip."
"But——"
"I can well understand your surprise. My father gave me scant thought—his soul was bound up in my elder brother."
"But why this masquerade?"
"It is no masquerade," returned the singer sadly. "I sing to eke out my small salary as clerk in a city firm. My abilities in that way do not command a high figure," he added, with a bitter laugh.
"Then your father——?"
"Sent me adrift because I refused to marry that woman whose carriage I stopped to-night."
The doctor made an expression of surprise.
"Yes, it seems strange I should come across her in that fashion, doesn't it? The sight of her has touched old sores."