Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-06-23

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He spoke half laughingly, but his
kindly eyes regarded her genuine
interest. He did not add that it was
practically at Bruce Gideon's re-
quest that he was employing her,
and that he was booked up with
commits ems for months to come
through the rich mans influence.
He is coming in for a cup Of tea,
and l hope you'll stay and meet
him. Wen have tea in here. shall
we? Do sit down over this couch
by the fire. Gideon will be here
directly"
The girl hesitated. As she did so
TIE door opened, and Gideon was
announced.
J-Sv could not help being flat
led by Gideon's admiration. No
~i-l could. Bruce Gideon was a per-
-cn~Iity quite apart from his
~onev. With women in general he
WIS very p0Pular-perhaps for the
rarlnrved but still corent reason
hat he was supposed to dislike
hem.
AT this time he must have been
about 40 years old. but his name
had never been coupled with any
woman Of his own class. There
were various stories about him. over
which even very nice people shrug-
.geu their shoulders, because he was
llcn. he lived III a bacneIor apart
ment on PARK avenue, ana had no
ogner residence IL America, though
several abroad.
Sometimes he gave a really big
entertainment. when his sister,
Madame de 1oroS, acted as hostess
for him. She was the wife of a
south American banker who had
been largely responsible for imam
eng the I-ransandine Railway.
This arresiing-looking, s%otJ-voic-
Cd. immensely powerful individual,
had set himself out TO WOO little
Judith Grant.
They had tea, which she poured.
The atmosphere Of the place could
not fail to influence her-the rich
-0.0rs. the space. the scents. the
blending OF the forms or antiquity,
with their perfect economy Of line.
and the most daring experiments
q modern art in the shape or land
scapes and figure pieces given to
Stornaway by colleagues Of his
struggling DAYS.
Max D~ickbread's studio was a
barn BY comparison; but then Dick
bread was a genius. and would have
burned every stick Of furniture he
possessed 70 make a fire to warm
his hands by. IL they were too cold
to naint.
Miss Judy must see my sisters
portrait" Gideon said 70 Ssorna-
way, when they had finished tea.
and his subtle batteries had made
the girl sheath her prickles 10 an
al! but impreocp.ible extent. II
should like her opinin Of it,"
The artist smiled. though he
might not have been pleased 10
have an uneducated model. whom
ne had called only a common lit
lie cat asked to pass Judgment on
MS work. However. with perfect
good grace. he led the way 10 the
other end Of the studio. and. Wheel
ing out an easel, disclosed an un-
finished canvas.
Judy saw a foreign-looking wo-
man who bore a certain resem-
blance 10 Bruce Gideon. She wore
a low-cut black gown. and huge,
pear = shaped diamonds dropped
from her ears. Her skin was yellow.
her eyes startling black. It was
a very fine piece Of work. Storna-
wy had let himself go. The SUBJ
ject vas a great relief from chair
men Of companies and aldermen's
wives.
Judy admired 1t immensely. part
ly cut Of gratitude to the artist and
parity because the bold. half-hu-
m0rcus stare and the finished as
surance OF the woman OF the world
appealed to her.
ST Ii was with everything dur
ing their stay az the studio. Gideon
deferred TO her opinions as II she
we're a c~onno.sseur in art matters.
WHer she left. he insisted on ac-
~cnmpanying her.
Where can I drive you tor" he
asked as they came out by the
garden gate. where his big car was
waiting.
You can't drive me anywhere"
tbs girl answered. I'm going in a
bus"
But surely you will allow me?"
u will not"
Then I'll walk to the bus with
yea."
he made a sign to his chauffeur
to stay where he was. and set off
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