Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-06-13

/ Steyne left her. I don't quite know
h, it's managed. but nobody would
let her want.
Lately she's been living with
another girl-a girl they call Judy.
Judy is more or less Of a new
ccmer-since my time: but I've
seen her when I've been here. I
don't come often. Someone told me
that she was looking after Chum-
ny. I think she's a model herself
a queer, savage-looking sort OF a
girl"
How long ago did this h~appen?"
Gideon asked.
Let me see-about seven years
ago. / suppose. Yes: it's five years
sire I used 10 come here regularly.
ard then Chummy was quite an
institution"
A slip OF a girl pushed the door
and came into the Cafe Turc. She
shook herself like a dog. and the
TaindropS fell from her in showers.
Everybody in the front room
knew her and greeted her.
"Hullo. judy Cheerio. judy Wei
clme to the ark. Judvl'
The girl answered them all with
laughing words in a voice that was
husky, partly by nature. and partly
owing to a bad cold. She advanced
with a series Of shakes. and finally
Invested herself of the shabby mack
intosh she was wearing. Under
meath. she had a very short skirt
Of a dark tartan. and a bright
green jersey with threads OF gold
showing here and there. On her
head was a battered, white-felt hat.
very much pulled over her eyes.
Judith Grants face was gaudv
with its cheap paint and powder
and lampblack that sullied and
disguised the wonder OF its youth:
btt II was charming. for All that
and flower-like. Once a man look
e. at II. he often had to look
again and again.
She had a mop of short. red-Eoid
hair and big eyes the color or dark
purple panSies. and a mouth that
Was always laughing. She was very
small. Artists used her as a model
FOR the line Of her neck and shOul-
GERS. and for her hands and feet.
which were pretty nearly perfect.
Sometimes. when her profession
failed her. she got into a chorus.
She was a born dancer. but she
never stayed long. and had never
achieved promotion on the stage.
For one thing. she had no voice.
ard she was so small that she was
lost in the crowd.
Her entrance into the inner room
was greeted with another chorus.
Everybody knew her.
"Hullo. boysl" she cried. as she
jumped the three steps in a bound.
she looked round and saw the fair
girl alone at her table. "Ah. there's
Nv familyl" she exclaimed. walk
iIg over TO Chummv. and flinging
down her macintosh on a chair
and her hat on the top OF IL.
She sat down beside her friend.
and Dan brought her a steaming
tumbler Of punch. Two or three
Of the men al the big table came
ever and talked to the two girls.
Bruce Gideon's interest was
manifestly aroused. He sat silent.
watching them. Chummy. the fair
girl, smiled at the men and talked.
She looked quite vacant except
when she smiled. They evidently
treated her as a child. One Of them
patted her hand kindly as he moved
away.
Presently the young men had all
stroiled away. Gideon turned TO
Stornaway.
Gould you introduce me?" he
asked. do you know them2'
"Oh. yes the artist replied with
a smile.
The two men rose and walked
over 10 the girls table. and Storm
aways told them who he was in his
charming way.
Il don't expect you remember me.
Miss Judy" he added: "but / have
rad the pleasure OF meeting you.
I don't come here often now-don't
get time. worse lucki'
ooh. but, OF course. you're a great
high hat. Mr. Stornaway.' the
girl answered. with mischief In her
we that lighted them and made
them sparkle like amethysts.
Stornaway introduced Gideon.
Judy nodded TO him and presented
him 10 her friend. whose name
g7e gave as Miss Morley.
Chummy looked az him with her
straight. soulless gaze. He saw that
her eves were golden brown. and
thai her beauty was really. fault
les. and must have been startling
when illumined by intelligence.
| "Ohl" she said in her deep, bell