Mrs. Dot.
Why didn’t you tell me?
Gerald.
No one was supposed to know anything about it. And—I was afraid of losing you. Oh, Dot, Dot, I love you with all my heart. And I’m so glad to be forced to tell you at last.
Mrs. Dot.
But I don’t understand in the least.
Gerald.
You know Nellie Sellenger is an old friend of mine.
Mrs. Dot.
Yes, it was at the Sellengers’ I first met you.