Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-09

leaned forward under cover of the
| applause and laid fat hand on
| Honey's shoulder. Judith saw Honey
| shrug it off angrily without looking,
| as she might have shrugged away
an annoying insect. Why, oh why,
did Honey and Dabs let Metz come
here?
Parrot. the short story writer Cald
we'll a man from the Blade; Betty
| Lord, the stock actress.
Hangers-on. all of them! All per
haps, except one. Tommy Carter OF
| the Evening Planet. Her glance rested
on him with a little special tender.
ness. Such a nice boy! A year ago
he had first ! egun coming to see
Honey and Dab ). He had been new
in Washington then, from some place
out West. and Judith, with a sophisti-
cation born of an observa ton Of
Washington shams, had expected him
to drop out of the circle as soon as
he had glimpsed the other circles into
which it would be possible for him
to climb, armed with his young pre-
sentability and the gift of publicity.
But Tommy Carter had turned out
differently than she had expected. He
had kept on being fresh and young
| and enthusiastic. And he had kept
on being friendly.
He looked over at her. now. as
| though her glance had called him,
stood up. pushing back his small UNI
steady chair, and sauntered toward
her. She made room for him beside
her on the window seat
Il must have been wrong, but !
| had the impression that this was your
birthday party he told her whim-
sically.
so 1t is" she nodded determinedly
and made little wide gesture with
her. hands. Therefore the pink
candles"
But, my dear" he leaned forward
to grin engaginglY into her face,
why don't YOU take part in it, then?''
Il m not your dear. And / am TAX
ing part in it, There was defiance
in her tone and in her thoughts. How
did this man with his laughing eyes,
his upward flung blond head dare to
understand her so well?
1.-TWO untruths. You are my dear.
| The mere fact that you don't wish to
be has nothing to do with the matter
You are my dear. my very dear
His voice dropped a little and he
! looked at her oddly. What a lovely
| thing she was in her shabby little
frock. with her small dark head ris.
| ing ike d SetLlUy Uuu tLuoNS ucT now
ering gown!
Still studying her from half-closed
eyes he went on:
| Now to take up your second state
ment and refute it. You are not TAX
ing part in this party. You are sit
ting on the side and watching the
animals perform"'
You're horrfd"' said Judith, and
| flushed, but she laughed
I'm truthful. +" He paused. How
| old are vou?" he asked.
Nineteen tonight"
Tommy looked down at his long.
lean. brown hands, studied them in
tently. II wonder what sort of little
kid you were?' he said In a low voice.
"a dirty ragged little rat" Judith
replied readily.
| She swung her small feet restlessly.
| Tommy's glance travelled from his
own hands to the swinging feet.
Dancing feetp' he said absently.
| Lovely, light little feet Fairy feet
| They could dance on the grass with
| out disturbing a dewdrop. He thought
OF the tall grasses of the prairies near
| his home. Judy would go dancing
| down the green crest of those grasses
and never bend stalk"
Judy flashed again. 'Flatterer" she
leased
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