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

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TUDY shrauk before the bitter
task. lit will hurt her"
she hal" II. Whispered 1ds9 ed uo Then
door
Honev's flushed and radiant face
was lifted TO greet her from a pile
of dusty canvases.
Il thought perhaps some of these
might do. too" she said guilty, as
though ashamed Of being so happy.
Judy came and sat on the edge of
the tumbled bed. Honey" she be
gan gently. II want to ask you some
thing" Her breath came fast. chok-
ingly.
What makes YOU look so solemn
Jude?' Childishlv responsive To 9th
ers' moods. Honeys gayety dropped
from her swiftly. What's wrong
now"
Honey" suppose this exhibition
shouldn't be quite ~ quite ''--Judy's
hands clenched in her lap-"quite
honest. Honey? How would you feel
about it?"
quite honest? What do you
mean"
Suppose somebody should be fnanc-
| ing it? Would-would you want it,,
| them"
They wouldn't finance it unless
they liked my work. Honey's tone
was hardening.
| But suppose they didn't care any
thing about your work? Suppose
they were doing this for some other
reason entirely? Then what?
| What other reason could there
be?" Honey was on her feet now.
She was staring at Judy with angry
| hostile eyes.
"To-to make friends with us, per
| haps To put us in debt In some
! way"
Honey gave hard laugh. The
| sound of II was brittle in the room.
| Jealous Of my success. are you,
Jude? wouldn't have believed that
| Of YOU
Judy gave little cry. Her hands
! flew to cover her heart. You know
! it's not that" she cried, brokenly.
! Well those reasons don't hold
water. What is your real reason,
/ Jude?"
II thought perhaps some man
might be doing 1t to-to-- Judy s
voice died away She simply could
| not go on. 1t seemed to her that
a stranger stood staring down at her
| from Honeys lovely eyes
| Honey's small beautiful head tilted
mockingly. Because of you. you
| mean?" she asked. Her voice was
like a little. singing lash. What a
conceit, jude"
Was this Honey? Could this hard,
cruel stranger be Honey? Judy got
| up slowly. as though a weight was
on her feet, Changed. Honey was
different. Just a taste of success and
| Honey was different.
! She moved to the door. I'm sorry.
she said, simply.
Ard at that Honey was upon her,
a small. whirlwind figure. Honey 8
arms were about her. Honey's face
was lifted TO hers.
/ "Oh. Jude. I'm a beast" she cried.
wildly. Don't be hurt! ] don't know
| why | said all those dreadful things.
| But-but / want to succeed. And !
want it all to be happy and shining. l
| don't want any nasty dark doubts in
| it. Why shouldn't my exhibition be
! honest as well as anybody else s.?
People are always having exhibitions
| Why shouldn't To-
why shouldn't you?" Judy echoed.
DULY. "Of course. 1t 9 honest
She put Honey's arms away gently;
went back to Dabs.
she wants It,. Was that her
voice, that dull. apathetic sound9
HOW COul0 II SOuHO So StCduN " iANt4
her heart was hammering so, shaking
her all over?
wei. them" Dabs' glance aues-
toned her.
"She must have it, of course
do YOU think it's honest. Jude|'
He spoke wistfully.
at must be- she said 1t sOiemnly-
But Ii was not conviction that d1gnl-
| fed her tone 1t was resignation.
Honey's exhibition was both beau
| tiful and smart. II opened with
| did not like barrow Olney, nor did
she trust him. but she could not deny
his easy charm.
az think the finishing touch would
be TO have you pour tea. 1t VIII give
the high note" he said to her on the
afternoon that the hanging was I'm.
ished. Judy had ahsented herself
from the arrangements as much as
possible, but had been unable TO es-
cane the ordeal of final view before
the opening.
"T'd rather mott she said quickly.
Let me coax you into my view
point" Olney smiled. 1T Will he
splendid for people to see you at the
tea table. Especially since they can
compare you with your picture,
MY picture?" Judy's face was
blank with surprise.
Haven't you see 1t vet? think
it is the best thing your mother mas
done"
II haven't been all the way
around" Judy explained nervously.
(Which one is it?"
TT is the one called The Picture
of a Girl The others l did not care
so much about. DO you remember it?'
Yes, l remember it, Judy
glance fed from him. Then suddenly
she turned back to him. THAT can't
he hung. Please, There must have
been some mistake. ! would not like
to have my picture hung. I'm sure
there has been a mistake
1t was barrow Olney's turn TO look
puzzled IT think not. Your mother
was especially anxious that 1t should
have good light"
Impossible. Honey could not mean
to do that. Or if she had done that
certainly she did not know that Olney
meant to make a show of Judy by
asking her to pour tea. Her cheeks
famed
win YOU wait till l ask my moth
err" she said to Olney. am
sure there has been some mistake"
She fed to Honey's side. They
have hung my pictures" she said in
a low voice. II told Mr.. Olney there
must be some mistake. There is,
isn't there, Honey?"
Mistake? No That is one of the
hest things | have ever done. Mr..