““Three months later, I was playing the role of grieving widow. Lyle had been caught in flagrante with his paramour when they were incinerated in their love nest. I earned bushels of sympathy from friends and acquaintances, who, after a suitable time, hinted that I must have known something was up; everyone else did. I played the shocked and unsuspecting wife role to a level I thought deserved a Tony or even an Oscar.””
