Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-20

bitterness Anything fathef than
that Anything sd
She turned troubled eyes to HoasA
DO you really want IT hung very
muCh@" she asked wistfullv .g,1
II told YOU It was the best thing I
had ever donei' L~
IAN right" Judy paused. She
linked trembling hands together did
you know that MIR. Olnev wants ma
to pour tea at the opening" she
asked steadily.
Yes Isn't It lovely? You'll have
10 have a new frock for H. Judyl
I've thought of the stunniugest thing
for you. too In the picture. YOU
know, you've a blue veil around your
throat. | want YOU to- have a frOck
of that same lovely misty blue and
wear a blue scarf like that about your
shoulders. Her enthusiasm welled
up, breaking down the wall of her
displeasure
When Judy did not answer she said:
Don't you like the idea, Jude? It
seemed lovely to me"
How could JUDY tell her that II
was betrayal almost To subject her
10 this. TO make her a target for the
curious chances Of the crowds?
Il think It's nice idea" she said,
Al last. III try To get the frock you
want"
And at the tea Judy wore a. soft
froCk. straight and enchanting, OF a
blue that was like mist upon the hills.
and a thin tulle scarf of the same
lovely shade wound about the slim
Wilderness Of her throat
The tea table had been arranged
with an idea of forming setting for
her. She realized it as she took her
place behind it, Back of her was
screen of some silvery broCade. and
as she glanced into a morror across
the room she realized how the pierre
ing silver Of the screen etched out
her dark hair and the soft shades OF
her gown.
A show. Part of the showl That's
all she was, Her cheeks burned and
her eyes were heavy. How could she
go through with il? 1t was all so
cheap, so 1ashy, A trick.
Presently, however, as the crowds
began to filter in, she forgot herself
in the interest of watching people. 1t
was scene out of fairyland to her,
a we'll bred. low-voiced fair2land.
/ Men quiet, smiling. deferential.
Women with lovely. naughty, heads
and thin.lipped smiles. Girls. Oh,
the gorgeous girls, wrapped In satins
and silks, gorgeous. slim things with
insolent faces. Judy loved them all
with sudden passion of kinship.
They stroled about and looked at the
pictures. gathered in groups and chat
tered. Men brought them tea and
plates of the little fancy cakes from
Judys table And Judy, the outsider.
looked on. wistfully. hungrily.
Now and again Olney came up,
bringing in tow some curious tndi-
vidual who chatted to her for a mo-
ment about the exhibition, the wealth
er and the war and drifted away,
having looked her over thoroughly
during the short space Of time.
II hate IT, Oh. how I hate IT.
Judy cried to herself bitterly, and her
head dropped low over the quaint old
silver service of the tea table.
Miss Lorimer claims to be very
thirsty / wonder if you'll give her
a cup Of tear" Olney at her elbow
again.
Judy looked up. Olney's companion
was a small silken girl with lovely
sulky mouth. As Judy looked at her
she smiled.
You're just IilSssXoL,r picture, Miss
Betts"..s she said.
On the instant Judy knew her! All
the years between had not dimmed
the memory of that face. That voice.
The girl in the garden The little
girl in the garden The girl who
had called her a dirty girl" The
PLAYMATE of the little fairy prince.
Judy felt her cheeks flushing with
an angry red
Cecily Lorimer looked at her coolly.
Didn't you like my saying that?' she
demanded II think it's heavenly TO
be in an exhibition. And to be as
good looking as the things the artist
does to you. too,
Judy was melted She smiled. And
ar her. smile Cecily Iorimer looked
suddenly puzzled.
Il feel as though l know you" she
said Haven't | seen you some place
before"
at was in a garden on Sixteenth
street You were playing with httie
boy and I pushed my way into the
garden and tried to play with you.
Do YOU remember"
We'll. and did you play with me!
You wouldn't let me-"
II wouldn't? Wasn't L a beast.
though? What did I do2"
You called me"-Judy smiled a
little crimly-"a dirty little girl
1t was Cecilys turn to flush and
she did 1t right royalty. Oh she
breathed THAT was horr1ed or me.
Do you suppose you'll ever forgive
me? always was an aw1ui nttle
liar anyway
ut happened that this time. at
least. YOU told the truth" Judy re
piled And she smiled And Judy's
smile could be a very lovely thing
when she chose.
CeciIv's ewes widened ever so little.
do you know. I think I'm going to
like you?" she said calmly. Then
without waiting for Judy TO reply she
went on. This artist has the same
name as yours. Any relation?
1nFy
How wonderful. Did she really
paint all these pictures?
Judy nodded
Cecily bent a little toward her.
do you know. I've always thought
would like To paint?' she said
swiftly Her face was suddenly love
~ with eagerness. The hard. sulky
look was gone from her mouth. tne
cold briIliancy from her eyes. They
shone upon Judy like eager stars.
Have you ever tried?'
Cecily's face lost it's eager look. II
became filmed as though with a small
sheathing of ice.
INV people would never let me-"
she said slowly do you paint"
mo. I make toys"
What sort of toys?"
judy smiled again. They call
them Belts Beautiful Beasties, she
said
Cecily clapped her hands very
softly. II know them she cried. Il
have any number of little nteces and
nephews and I've seen your toys
How adorable! And how did YOU
come to do it?''
1T was the only ~Ss> knew how
to earn a living
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