New Britain herald., 1927-02-07

strawberry jam in Mrs. Mangan cozy kitchen. But until they d, little Stella won't have any chanc in the pictures, at all" She picked up the evening pape and opened 1t to the want ad page
 T suppose I'll have to go bccl to manicuring for few months, she said with a hopeless sort o sigh. "IIl have to get somethinl to do, anyhow. My pocketbool looks like a collapsed balloon"
 Mine, too." remarked Bobbi dropping lump of sugar into he tea. I've earned fifteen dollars il the last six weeks, and I've beel spending right along"
 Monica smiled a little secre smile at them. Then from thu pocket of her lowered silk kimon' she drew a brown envelope. Sh' opened it, and shook four $50 billl out upon the tablecloth.
 "Mama's salary for the week! she remarked. and folded them al Lack into the envelope. "PretI soft for six days work, eh, wot ]jds?" That's the first real money I've made since I've been in Holly. wood"
 Robbie began to do some menta arithmetic. Let's see, Monica hai been sharing her room for fivt weeks. Five weeks at $4 week That was twenty dollars that Mon ica owed her!
 She smiled at Monica hopefully T hate to say anything about it, she began, "but now you can pa! me your share of the room rent Twenty dollars, isn't it, Nicky? wouldn't say a word about it. bu I'm down to my last fifty bucks"
 Monica stared. Her eyes dropped to the old gold brooch that Robbi wore at the opening of her blouse Aunt Gertrude's brooch. set witt the three big dull jewels.
 Why don't you sell dirty dia. uond?" she asked insolently. ''ii you're so hard up? Or take back those cigarettes and candy tha, Gus bought you this afternoon Maybe the shop people would, give you the money he paid for them
 Monica was showing her claws at last.
 CHAPTER XXVI
 Monica never paid back the twenty odd dollars she owed as her share of the room rent
 But she did something that meant far more to Robbie than the money could ever have meant to her. She moved away!
 On Monday afternoon at rainy dusk she came breezing into the house with the good news.
 Robbie heard her talking and laughing eXcitedly to Mrs. Mangar down in the kitchen for five min utes before she came running ur the stairs to her.
 Hello, Moon-face" she greeted her. opening the door. Prepare tc burst into bitter tears. Your old friend and side-kick is leaving you!"
 For a second Bobbe didn't under stand what she meant.
 Then, as Monica began to drat dress after dress out of the closet and pile them helter-skelter on the bed. it dawned on her that she was going away, bag and baggage from the house.
 "Why-where? Are you" sht stammered, wide-eyed with sur. prise, and Monica caught her b! both shoulders and began to dance her wildly around the room.-
 Yes. am! I'm going tonight" she cried Rented a grand new flat over on Cahuenga street. All furnished n everything. Wait till you see it! Overstuffed furniture and a piano lamp as big as Japa. nese umbrella. and the cunnin est kitchen in captivity. and a dressing room. Oh, it's a darling! The whole works!"
 She stopped talking for a halt minute. and stood in the middle o1 the room holding cream colored wool dress in her hand.
 It was Boobies dress, and al down the front of it was a dark brown stain as if coffee had beer spilled on it.
 Robbie starc< at 1t. She had pu, the dress away in the closet, witt an old sheet pinned around it, { month before It had had nc stain on 1t then.
 Why. what could have happened to that dress?" she asked. and she went over to Monica and picked i up in her hands.
 Monica gave throaty, nervous little laugh.
 T don't know how to tell you this, Robbie, but I got that stair on your dress" she said. It was while you were away for you, aunt's funeral. was going ou, with Gus. and I didn't have a thinl to wear. I knew you wouldn't mind if I wore the thing-and meant to have it dry cleaned before you got back. Only I forgot to-"
 She waited as If she expected Robbie to say something. But she didn't. She just stood and looked down at the ruined dress. Hel best one 1t was, and the only warn one she possessed. She had beer saving it for a chilly day.
 But now, much as she needed it she wondered if she could evel wear it. She hated the thought oi wearing anything that another per. son had worn, especially a persor like Monica, who fairly bathed 1T that horrible "Subtil" perfume.
 You may have it, Monica" she said suddenly. She could have