Joan had not returned.

Ann took the message, startled and sympathetic.
"I'll wire her in the morning," he said and, hanging up, found that Sidney Fahr had come in.

He stood with his back against the door, his round face blank with terror.
"Kenny," he stammered, "I--I couldn't help hearing." The hot sympathy he could not bring himself to utter, flamed desperately in his face--almost to the ruin of Kenny's iron control.

"I--I--I can do something, can't I, Kenny ?" "Yes, Sid, darlin', you can," said Kenny gently.

"I'm taking Garry's car.