Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-21
Rv HELEN BERGER.
Copyrioht. 1927. by tAe Penn Publishing Co.

with a grave kindness. He reached
back of her and pulled out a small
spindlelegged chair. May / sit here
a while?' he asked her.
Judy nodded. Very slowly she drew
her hand up against her heart. How
it throbbed shaking her whole body.
Could he see how shaken she was?
Would he understand? Her cheeks
flooded with a sudden exquisite color.
do you know, l feel as though ]
had met you some place before. 1
seldom forget a face and I'm sure l
remember yours"
Judy suddenly turned a. hooking
daring glance upon him. You met me
a good many years ago" she said
softly.
Il was sure of it! Where was it?"
''In your garden!"
my garden?"
Judy nodded.
You're teasing me now"' Darien
reproached her. Tell me honestly
where | met YOU
Just where l said. In your garden.
You were a little boy then. And
was little, too"
wait q minute"' Darien made a
swift gesture. wait a minute! It's
coming back! You-you wore your
hair short. And you made figure
of me in mud! Why, Of course! l re.
member you now
do you remember all the things
that happened in your garden that
day"
I'm afraid 1 don't. What did hap
penn"
"A little girl in there with you
called me dirty girl!'
TOO bad! 1 hope I put her out
of the garden?"
your handkerchief to wipe my eyes
on
What a bounder 1 must have
beenm
Family, almost against her will,
Judy said, Il thought you were a
fairy prince"'
Darien's eyes darkened. "a long
way from being a fairy prince" he
said and there was bitterness in his
voice. More like a spoiled kid crying
for the moon"'
Il didn't know that-then" Judy
said slowly.
And you do know it, now, Ell?
Well, we all outgrow our dreams and
illusions, ! suppose! And we have our
memories
Memories"
Darien flashed her sudden smile.
For instance, / shall always have
the memory of a little girl who
thought l was a fairy prince-once"
he said. Then he gave q short, sharp
| unhappy laugh. Foolish little girl
| wasn't she?'
Tears swept up swiftly under Judy's
lids. mot so dreadfully foolish she
| said, and bent her head.
1T made all her life different. You
! see-Iwanted to be somebody so you
would want to play with met
| And suppose l should say I want
| to play with you, now? Is it too late?'
The high citation fell from Judy. She
gave him small, sad glance. It's
too late, I'm afraid" she said, almost
| in a whisper. "I-you see, I don't
| believe in the fairy prince any more"
why not?" The question was
short and sharp.
| Because-because- isn't any
fairy prince any morer'
How can you be sure?'
| 'Oh, don't ask me! Please don't ash
met
But don't you see that must ash
you?"
well, if you had been the fairy
prince | thought you We're you-you
|
out in a little defiant burst.
And what is wrong with me now
| What should you say is wrong will
me now?"
You're just like other people,
I'm afraid Pm stupid but l cam
see what is so very wrong with that
IF you were the fairy prince yot
would understand what's wrong with
it,
80 that's 1t? Well, perhaps / de-
understand. Understand only too Well
I'm sorry said Judy quickly.
Before Darien could answer he
Olney appeared and with him-Tom
my! The heavy throb of Judy's hear
dulled and slowed. The scent of TIN
flowers, which had had a dreamlikt
sweetness but a moment before, be
came cloyingly heavy and sitting.
Wide-eyed, grave, she looked a
Tommy. His face had an expression
she had never seen on ii before, a darI
fierceness. She trembled before ii
} Was he angry with her? Had he seel
III in her face the secret she was tryin;