Jessie Calvert stood by the French windows in Ben Calvert's house on 11th Street, looking out at the young woman from California who was there, as an apparent friend of Kitt's, to visit her. Jessie watched as the woman bent over the crib and held the child in her arms. She was rather intense, Jessie thought, and the very way she held the child to her showed a depth of feeling. It was odd that Kitt had never mentioned her...