Hugo Comstock

Great kidder, aren't you?

Get out of here.

Now, now, don't be silly, Riley.

Mother, accept your poor old uncle's blessing on this happy occasion.

Well, it appears that Mr. Cousins has already brought you a legacy.

I believe I recognize your grandmother's strong bond.

The mentors of a strange romantic chapter in the history of a great family, Mr. Sage.

You, who have joined that family so unexpectedly, will have a privilege that even I was never granted.

My mother was a strange woman in some way.

I suppose we shall never know what prompted us to leave these personal ordnance to Ella's mother, nor why my late sister chose to keep their contents a secret from me.

You have no objection, Ella.

Oh.

Lydia, my darling, in a few hours I face a firing squad.

Please, no tears, no regrets.

I'm glad that you are married to a man who is worthy of you.

Comstock will be a better father for our child than I would ever have been.

Farewell, my love.

Huh.

So that was just a trick.

Nothing so extraordinary about that.