Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-02-07

make up-the crepe and the Waste1ul
velvet. She unwrapped the package
indolently and thrust the paper into
the waste bas ket The roll Of velvet
was wrapped in white tissue. Judith
unrolled it and the fabric tempted her
again with it's suggestion of beauty.
She stepped out of her dark dinner
dress and wrapped the velvet around
her. Its luster gave her skin it's full
tribute 1t was as fine as the velvet.
She fancied herself in. evening dress,
and found u band of silver ribbon in
her dressing table which she tied
about her hair.
AS she posed. Mr.. Appleby dropped
out of her mind-and Cousin Grace
and her mother. She was in evening
dress and at "A ball where Kirk saw
her, and she looked at him coldly and
proudly. lie had said that she was
prudish and provincial. that she had
no freedom of mind. He had told her
that she didn't know how to dress.
and she had become the more deter
mined that he should appreciate the
reserves OF a lady. She had tried by
her reCtitude to force him to admit
her points. Well. he had admitted
Them in the divorce court.
She needed no rouge now. The
color was back in her cheeks as she
thought of these things. She pulled
the velvet into Il bodice: the silver
band in her hair enchanted her. Then
suddenly she tore off the ribbon and
the folds of velvet slid TO the floor
Sinking on the bench, she dropped her
head on her arms and wept.
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MR.. APPLEBY pursued the &C
quaintanCe. He was to be seen
frequently ascending the dignifled
brought Judith books now and then.
He took her riding in his we'll ap-
pointed car and they drove carefully.
for he, like her mother, was cautious.
Mrs Jarvis was clearly cogniZant OF
what was going on and had no doubt
of his intentions.
Mr.. Appleby IS one of the finest
men I have ever known" she told
Judith.
Judith smiled her weary, half caus-
tic smile.
She was trying these days TO oc-
cupy her mind. trying harder than
ever. as If she felt that she might
have TO present an alibi to Mr.. Apple.
by if she were to refuse any of his
attentions. Yet in way she was
grateful for the attention. lie kept
her from sinking into that dreadful
rank of "unwanted women.
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MISS HAINES was making up the
blue crepe. 1t was a formal
afternoon dress, which would do as
well for evening. Around its neck
was a collar of lace. 1t was accu-
rately fashionable without being
smart Judith had not shown her the
velvet. She heard some women talk
ing of the new man dressmaker who
had given the city such a thrill of eX-
element with his appointments and
his dctatorial remarks on clothes.
The thought of him and Of the ivory
velvet simmered in her mind. and one
day she found herself in his anteroom
with her material on her lap, waiting.
When he looked at the velvet he
smiled, and then looked again at Ju-
dith's high head and her cheeks where
the natural color was heightened.
You choose very well. You know
your style
When the gown was finished and
sent to her home she hung 1t away
without trying it on, thoroughly
ashamed of it. But she knew how it
looked. and sometimes the waste of it
bothered her. hanging so lonesomely
in her wardrobe, straight and plain,
with its silvered ornament at the hip
and it's lovely shaped low bodice
From the moment it hung there ali
her other evening clothes. the pink
satin with beads, the black lace with
three flounces, became absurd She