Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-15
JUDY'S MAN
Washngtons Social Whirl and Official Life Are III
Background of This Fascinating Love Story.
By HELEN BERGER.
Copyright 1927 BIZ the Penn Publishing Co

pink candles. gone down to unwieldy
| masses of melted wax.
Dead tired Honey told her. and
| she yawned. Then she stretched lux
| uriously. well. that's over" she
said Then, casually, Did you enjoy
| it, jude"
With the candles out the room was
/ cold and bleak and untidy. Dirty
dishes, crumpled napkins, melted can
dies! Judy drew a little tired sigh.
| Had she enjoyed it?
Il loved ii. IIanev.r~ she said SO
she had loved the spirit that had made
them want 10 give her a party Bat
the parity She shrugged ever so
slightly and moved around. gathering
up the napkins, stacking the plates.
Don't bother with those tonight,
Jude!' Honey offered lazily Della
will be here tomorrow morning
There will be plenty for Della to
| do beside the dishes" Judy said
| serenely Her glance took in the limp.
| gi'ayish curtains, the dusty uphol-
| stery the floor piled with small heaps
! of ashes.
| You'll never be an artist, Judy
! You're too fussy about the house +"
| Honey told her, smiling. You'll make
some man an awfully good Wife
| Then Dabs spoke. ineffectively
Sort of coming-out party for you, to-
! night, wasn't it, Jude? Wish we had
| the money TO do it up brown for you
| Fine clothes, you know, and flowers
and beaux and all that"
Judy laughed. You can't buy
1 beauX"" she teased him
Still uncertainty Dabs pursued the
unfamiliar subject well, you know
money does make a difference TO a
| girl. Men like to go around with a
| girl with money" He paused. stared
around him and made a weary little
| gesture. Sometimes / think I'm a
| failure"' he said miserably.
! Honey spoke suddenly and inele-
| gantly. Rats! You're tired, darling.
! That's all that's the matter with you.
| Why, you know you've got more
| talent in your little finger than 20
| of the people we know who are MAX
| ing good" Her face was alive again,
Watchful, Pickering with an uncertain
and artificial gayety. She seemed TO
! have shrugged off her WEAKNESS as
| she might have slipped from cloak
| that incumbered her.
Wasn't Harvey funny tonight"
! she asked Dabs' face frightened,
| changed. Judy had seen Honey work
/ the miracle many times before, but
she could marvel at it, even yet. How
| little it took TO lift Dabs from his de
pressions, and how surely Honey knew
| the easy way of doing it! Love did
| that, love and understanding. In a
| moment now Dabs would be discuss
| ing Harvey Metz. He would be ges-
turing. full of excitement. mischief.
But this time Dabs did not react SO
swiftly. "Don't~like Metz much, my
| self" he said in a duh tone. He's a
| fool" And he fell silent again.
.'He thinks Wen be in the war be-
fore we know it," Honey said care
lessly. She yawned again, bu: her
eyes watched Dabs.
We ought to have been in it long
ago. Sometimes / feel ashamed of
| being an American. The world in
| ruins and we sit by. We're like Nero,
tiddling. while the world burns!" Dabs
stood up, fiercely.
Harvey says we've everything to
lose and nothing 10 gain by going
into it" Honey prodded him.
Dabs ran his hands through his
rumpled hair 'Oh, don't quote Metz
to me- he cried. Hes pro-German.
| Let 1t go at that
Honey stood up. 90, with an eX-
preston of satisfaction but when she
spoke her tone conveyed a dignified
reproach: Don't be rude Dabs!"
Sorry ] didn't mean that. But you
know how riled Metz always gets me-
If have my way he won't set foot in
this apartment again"
"All right" Honey agreed.
Judy, washing dishes in the small
kitchenette, smiled to herself. Chill.
dren. Big. gay. changeable children.
BY next week Dabs would be bringing
Metz out to dinner just as though
nothing had been said about him to-
night.
over the steamy soapsuds she
watched Honey trail back and forth
l. l.
room where Dabs still sat at the
table AS she walked and talked in
snatches she let down her hair and
unlocked herself from her shabby
frock. When once she was undressed
Judy would. have to go around gather.
ing up hairpins and earrings and hair.
nets from unlikely places where
| Honey had dropped them in her pill
grimages.
. Judy polished the last dish and
hung up the towel neatly. She was