Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-04-14
The Terrible Truth

A F'TER Rand left CarIotta he
tr;Mped the streets with no con-
seriousness Of time. Some time around
noon he entered an obscure little res
taurant for sandwich and n Gun of
coffee. and afterward he resumed his
walking. lie was fighting out the thing
in his mind. and getting nowhere. BE-.
cause his want Of Carlotta kept him
from clear reasoning.
She loved him and had sent him away
from her: that was the one thing that
kent beating in on his consciousness
And she had given Judy's happiness as
her reason. When had Judy ever
thought Of the happiness of any one but
herself? Why ut this time should she
he so carefully considered: And vet
Rand was well aware of the fact that
he could not expect to win Carlotta by
battering down her defenses. He must
consider Judy, and sooner or later hc
must have it out with her.
II was with such thoughts that he
tramped block after block, and al home,
Judy, with the thought that Rand
might come home for dinner, was max
ing preparations for meal.
The studio was once more in order,
but somehow 1t failed to satisfy her to-
night. 1t seemed cold, coloriess. fur
nished as it was with the things that
she herself had selected, and her
thoughts turned suddenly to the King
studio. the only place of its kind she
had seen since she had come to New
York.
The thought Of Laura King no longer
filed Judy with consuming hatred.
She remembered her only as the type
Of woman Rand liked, the kind he had
wanted his wife to be. and she realized
| now that she had hated Laura for that
reason and not because Of the woman
herself.
! The King studio had been bright with
color. Bright blue, and dull gold and
| flashes of scarlet everywhere. Once
Judy had spoken of 1t with curling
scornful lips, and had called 1t garish
| Tonight she realized with pain In
her heart that it was its attractiveness
that had drawn Rand, that and Laura s
charm.
That was it. charm. She. Judy. had
none She did not even know what went
/ to make it up. Could she cultivate |,
now! She doubted it very much. Az
! for the studio, she could make that
more the kind of place Rand would
like to be in, but what was the use OF
thinking these things when Rand hat
told her only this morning that he was
taking studio outside?
She wondered duly what kind of {
home Carlotta Young had. 1t mus
be charming place, radiating her per
sonality, for if Laura King had charm
Carlotta had it in even greater abun
dance. 1t was not so much the thing
that Carlotta said as the things she lef
unsaid, She was like deep. still pool
on which one was conscious all tn
while that waters were warning. Jud
had hated Carlotta. too, because fror
the very first she had been afraid. In
tuition had warned her of what wa
coming, so that even the realization G
last night had not come as a complet
, surprise. And yet she did not hate Car
lotta now. 1t was all very strange an
, more than she could understand.
/, Judy did not know il. but at that mo
ment she was beautiful. Her hair wa
} still as she had worn it that morning
. and she had slipped into summer dres
: that had short sleeves and rounde
. neck.
> Her eyes We're heavy with ceaseles
} thinking, and so absorbed was she wit
! her problem that she did not hear Ran
r come in until she turned suddenly an
found him standing in the center {
r the room staring at her.
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