The plant is under Milatary Guard.
_And there he had been compeled to drag a Wheelbarrow back
and forth, containing charcoal for a small furnase, for hours_.
Even when Carter found him he could not be releaced, as
father was in hiding from Reporters, and would not go to the
telephone or see callers.
_He labored until ten P. M_., while the theater remained
dark, and people got their money back.
I have ruined him. I have also ruined Miss Everett's
couzin.
* * *
The nurse is still asleep. I think I will enter a hospitle.
My career is ended, my Life is blasted.
I reach under the mattress and draw out the picture of him
who today I have ruined, compeling him to do manual labor for
hours, although unacustomed to it. He is a great actor, and I
beleive has a future. But my love for him is dead. Dear Dairy,
he decieved me, and that is one thing I cannot forgive.
So now I sit here among my pillows, while the nurse sleeps,
and I reflect about many Things. But one speach rings in my ears
over and over.
Carter Brooks, on learning about Switzerland, said it in a
strange maner, looking at me with inscrutible eyes.
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