The Wilmington morning star., 1941-01-01
NINETEEN
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to cry without knowing why. She
thought it was because she had
wanted to create an atmosphere OF
gaiety and ease between Vance and
herself and She couldn't find the
way. It wasn't gaiety, it was pro-
uinquity, but she didn't know that
was what was lacking.
"How much work do you do,
Kit?"
"Oh, Vance, what has work got
TO do with everything? I hear
nothing but work all day."
Work has everything to do with
It, baby. No workee, on checkee-
No checkee, no shirtee."
II work." she assured him. I'm
learning harmony, and I spend
three hours a day with m. coach
going over the two songs I sing,
songs I've been singing all my
life."
Silence followed her words.
Vance glanced at his wrist watch.
Kit was beginning to feel desper-
ate. She said, IF you've got that
pipe you spoke about, you may
smoke if you like"
He said, Thanks"
The business of getting a pipe
going involves m operations.
When Vance had his going and had
settled a little deeper in his chair,
Kit said demurely, Il can almost
believe nov that you are the kind
OF man who likes to spend an eve
ming with his books"
II often do"
Kit could talk about ' ,oks if he
wanted to. Kit could have talked
about the New York Giants, tur-
bines or butterfly nets if those were
the subjects he was interested in.
what kind of books do you like?"
Law books. I can't get law out
of my system. A hangover from
my childhood. / wanted to be a
lawyer"
why didn't you study law?"
He fused with his pipe. He said
slowly, "1ts a long story. My old
maj was a farmer in Idaho and
things were tough when 1 was a
kid. But some kids are romantic
and they like it that way. did.
Like most boys, I had a hero. He
was a poor kid too, and I wanted
to be like him, grow up like him,
go through the same kind Of fire
he did. Not that I cared about be-
ing president, but He broke off,
looking strangely young and en-
barrassed.
Kit curled her legs up under a
swirl of chiffon and said softly,
Lincoln! Go on, Vance"
He knocked the embers out of his
pipe into the hearth. There isn't
anything to 60 on with. I worked
until l had enough money to come
east to college. When I got here
was broke, but I got plenty of jobs
waiting on table, rustling trunks.
I worked for a tailor pressing
clothes, and tutored a lot of dim
wits. The usual things-"v
"Well, you can't stop now. Come
on with the rest of it."
Then I got into football and
that was the end of the honest eff
fort. The law business blew up"
Kit said, "Why?"
well, there's a lot that goes into
oh, there was a lot of hooey and
newspaper buildup about my grid
iron talent when I made the ALL
Amer when we won a lot OF
games and, after I graduated, l
fell into a soft spot announcing
sport for CBC. There was a lot
OF dough, more than I'd ever seen,
and it seemed like a good way to
make enough to get to law school,"
"And them"
"Then there was more and more
money and then it was too late to
break away. A simple story, Miss
o'Reilly. a simple story. Let it
paint a moral to you"
Vance was going % say nothing
more on the subject. He already
had said more than he had said to
man or girl in those eight years.
He said, 81 think reading would be
good for you"
Kit said, What kind Of read
ing?"
History, philosophy, sicence.
It's mighty interesting. If y o
haven't done any, you ought to
Bella LANAN-COURT r