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1 Despair BY ELIZABETH HAMILTON “MISS KAY, MR. KENT is here.” ¥All right, Hilda. Let the packing

‘go for a few minutes, I want to talk, to him alone.” Kay stood

"staring out the window at the| |f

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‘heard Kent enter the room. Kent crossed the room slowly, a

little self-consciously because Kay| | .had not turned to greet him. “Mar-

kow tells me you're leaving the.

show tonight. Is that right?” he|.

‘ ‘said at last.

- Kay nodded without turningj

around. “Kay, I suppose you've got a good reason for leaving, at least.it seems

important to you now. But if you]

leave the show tonight you'll ruin your career. Everything you've worked for will be gone. You know, temperament adds color to the wellestablished actrass, but in a new‘comer—a, girl whose first hit show is less than six weeks old—it'll be considered just bad taste.” Suddenly facing him, Kay asked quietly, “Have you seen the afternoon papers yet?” and she offered him the copy of the Globe which she had been twisting in her hands. -_ Puzzled, Kent looked it over slowly, then shrugging his shoulders he questioned exasperatedly, “Well,

I can’t see that there’s anything.

here to get excited about, The only

news I can see is that the governor)

of Illinois “has refused Harry Benton’s plea for a stay of execution— and that was to be.expected,” he added as he tossed the paper onto the table. Even before she put it into words, Kent knew what Kay was going to say. There had been something of the same expression in the newspaper pictures of Harry Benton, snapped as. he left the courtroom after sentence had been passed. “Benton’s my brother, Kent.” “Kay, I'm sorry—I didn’t—" 8 8 o

«IT'S ALL RIGHT. Of course you

- didn’t know. Markow’s the only one |

who knew, and he persuaded me to keep still, to stay away from the trial. It'd ruin my career, he said. And it wasn’t till I saw that paper, Kent, and saw my mother leaving the courthouse alone that I realized that there wasn’t enough money or success in the world to pay for her going through anything like that— and alone. “Look at her,” and Kay pointed to the picture on the front page showing the gray Mrs. Benton leaving her son. “And she was always so timid before. Now she’s had to face reporters, photographers, lawyers, everything alone. Oh, Kent,”

Kay sobbed bitterly, “I should have|

been there with her; I know, but I was so ashamed!” Her grief embarrassed Kent. He felt oddly shy and his words stilted. It was as if this girl, the Kay Marlowe whose ambition had been so strong that it was terrifying at times, was suddenly baring herself, the soul of her. He finally’ managed to say, in a voice that sounded cold and unfriendly even to his own .ears, “Finish your packing, Kay, and I'll take care of the plane reservation and Markow. Of course, you belong in Chicage with your \ mother.” Then he left her alone. » ” ”

WHEN the door closed behind Kent, Kay felt as if all feeling, all life, had been shut off. She had never been really sure until now, now when she was losing him, whether or. not she loved Kent. . She used to run to the library and try to read all the books he had mentioned. And then when he : paughy her 3 it, pe Soul say teasngly, “Spencer in three easy lessons, Kay?” or “Cramming for tonight's exam?” He seemed’ to resent in a way her. trying to share these things with him. He seemed to feel that they weke his because he found them first: ‘Niagara Falls

When sie: would Jute s line of poe y De woul can with, Beis lost its point: now, Kay, because I gave that to: you.” : tong yet, despite all this, she loved

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mother . . . Kent and her mother. When she thought of Kent she had no hope at all that he would accept her now. And her mother . . , going through this alone . . , her mind played with the most ' terrifying possibilities . . . suicide .. . . insanity . + «. What could she expect? | Even before she had done more than put the key in the lock her mother questioned “Kay? I was expecting you,” she said quietly as she opened : the ‘door. “Mr. Kent here and I were just talking .. .” “Bless you, Kent,” ‘Kay whis-

pered, “but how did you do it?”

“Chartered a plane,” he answered softly, “but I didn’t think I'd beat you here. I couldn't let you . .'.” Mrs. Benton interrupted. “What was that you quoted to me a-minute ago, Mr. Kent? ‘God shall forgive us everything but our despair’? Was that it?” . Then changing her tune she said ‘brusquely, “Put your things down,’ Kay, and sit down

-lhere. I was just.telling Mr. Kent

about the time Harry brought home that stray pup. he found wandering about the school yard. Harry wasn't really a‘bad boy, Mr. Kent . ..” Tomorrow: ‘When it comes ‘to singing, it’s the heart that counts, Sweater, Melody,” by Joseph Bur-

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