Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1925-09-18
CHAPTER III-Continued

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snow wear your very fiuffy-ruff1iest
party clothes, so they'll all fall in love
with you," admonished Rhoda. Hes
sure to have some awfully amusing
folks, and you'll be crazy about it.
You get dressed and come by for me-
Well be rather late. have to finish a
drawing before we go. You come along
about ten, and wen start as soon as
get the darned old lamp in the right
place."
1.-THE lamp7 What lamp?"
''In my drawing. It's a background
thing. There has to be floor lamp,
and the lady villain falls under it.
There's only one place in the picture
1t can possibly go, and when / put 1t
there, it throws a shadow where there
should be light. On the lady's face
see? I've been having the devils own
time with 1t all day. My lamp isn't
Gall enough, so I'm going to borrow
one of Minis to take along home, and
perhaps it will go better"
"Why don't you let it go until to-
morrow" asked Jerry. "Then you'll
be nice and fresh for 1t. If you work
tonight you'll be all tired out. Wait
till tomorrow"
"Oh, but I can't work tomorrow
We're going to party!p
another party tomorrow"
mo. no, this one, tonight But l
can't work tomorrow. never can
work the day after party"
Jerry dismissed the subject with q
shrug Of her pretty shoulder. She had
long since ceased trying to understand
the ways Of eager Rhoda and tired
Theresa She was going to the party,
too, as we'll as Rhoda. Jerry was sure
she would be at her class as usual the
following day.
At ten o'clock that evening, radiant
ly lovely In a stunning little flame-col-
ored gown Of chiffon velvet, with pearls
at her throat and swinging beneath
the cluster of curls over her ears,
snugly bundled In great soft cape OF
finest kolinsky. she took a taxi to
Rhoda's studio. And opening the door,
In response to a muff1ed, strangled.
"C'm' on in," she stood aghast, staring.
eyes wide, lips parted.
Minis tallest, handsomest, rosiest
floor lamp stood conspicuously in the
center OF the room, and on a rug d.
rectly beneath 1t, lay Rhoda herself, in
shimmering evening gown of gold
and green, writhing, twisting, squirm-
ing. studying herself frowningly in a
small hand mirror to get the effect Of
her contortions.
AS the meaning Of the curious panto-
mime burst upon Jerry, she broke into
peals Of merry laughter.
"Oh, Rhoda, you can't imagine how
ridiculous you look" she cried.
Rhoda got up. She took Jerry's
handsome kolinsky wrap and tossed 1t
across a chair.
"You do It," She waved light hand
toward the picture on her easel. "See,
it's like this. There's the lady. The
lamp has to be there. 1t throws her
face into shadow, see? And It's got
to be clear and in bright light. Now,
how the dickens"
Under her insistence, Jerry was
obliged, flame-colored chiffon velvet
and all. to sprawl out on the rug on
the fioor-turning this way. twisting
that, head thrown backward tilted
higher, while Rhoda stood over her,
scowling, criticizing swearing softly
beneath her breath, moving the lamp,
now here. now there.
And after some ten minutes of pain
fui effort on the part of good-natured
Jerry, she suddenly found that a
bright shaft of light fell directly across
the lovely face on the rug. She cried
out, joyously, clasping her hands,
Hold it. hold it, Jerryl" she or
dered. And caught up her brush to
catch the light
For thirty minutes the room was
hushed with a great silence, while
Rhoda worked feverishly at the pic
ture. and Jerry. on the floor, almost
held her breath in her fear OF spelling
the effect.
Presently Rhoda clicked out the
brilliant light beside the easel, signing
loudly in relief. and laughed. "Done
That's fuel Much obliged, Jerry.
You're the incest little sport l ever
saw
At aieyen O'Clock. mufied In heavy