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■ A few days after Gene Kelly finished Crest Of The Wave in London, newspaper editors notified their reporters in New York to keep close watch on all ports of entry.
"Gene Kelly," one waterfront newsman was told, "is the first and only actor to have spent seventeen months overseas under the old tax law. He has earned about $300,000, tax free. He is also responsible, in part, for the change of the tax laws by Congress. We want a story on him."
Alert newsmen subjected every plane and ship passenger list to close scrutiny. When they were absolutely confident that Gene Kelly could never get into New York City undetected by the press, word came from Hollywood that Gene was back in movietown and that Arthur Freed, Metro's chain-smoking producer, was throwing a big welcome-home party for the dancer.
The editors back east were fit to be tied. Verbally, they went to work on their waterfront and airport reporters. How in heaven's name had they missed Kelly?
Chagrined, the reporters offered several alibis. One said that Kelly was traveling under an assumed name. Another said flatly that he got off his plane in Boston and caught a direct flight to Los Angeles. A third announced that Kelly was really in New York, having a series of wild parties in a midtown hotel while awaiting the return from Europe of his wife, Betsy, and his daughter, Kerry.
When Arthur Freed read this last item about his leading star, he blew his top. "We're gonna sue that guy," he stormed, naming the columnist who printed the defamation. "This time he has gone too far. He really has. We have a libel suit set to go. Sayin' those things about Gene. Lies, all {Continued on page 94)