New Britain herald., 1930-08-15
DANCING JUD(I'TEH <A2t4SA As4hA N CORALlE STANTON and HEATH llOSt<EN Wt COpTRlGHT 1850 bY CHELSEA HOUSE

look; but in the back of her eyes there was a light of the keenest hu- man enjoyment a woman could per haps ever know
 Listen, Mir Punch," she said. Long ago there was a room. some where in New York, and in that room there were easels with pie lures on them, and a lot of beauti- ful furniture, On the floor there was a lovely white bearskin rug. and on that bearskin rug sat Judy Grant one afternoon, and tall screen hid her
 From the next room came two gentlemen well known in New Yorl, very well known. indeed-reai gentlemen, they were, And they came in and were talking about lit tie Judy Grant, the artists model. What a pity shes not the sort Of girl one could marry one Of them said; and the other said he didn't think Of marriage, although he was keen on the girl. If one did marry, it wouldn't he a little Judy Grant, he added. Now, weren't they real gentlemen, MT Punch?"
 Gideon had wholly forgotten the incident; but 1t came back 10 him that he and Stornaway had vaguely discussed Judy one afternoon. while looking at the sketch of her that S+OrDa vyaV had dome
 Good gracious. you were there" he exclaimed, spluttering. But of course that was nonsense, You mustn't take any notice Of that"
 T don't know that I did" she an- svercd.
 Its true enough-I never did want to marry
 Until you met Luna Colt ?'
 T never wanted 10 marry her. Until I met you"
 An, I see, It's funny you should only just have found it out You've known me a long time-months and months-more than a year"
 Judy, don't be cruel" he pIeadcd T know I've been a fool-an utter fool; but now I've come to my senses, and I know there's only one thing in this world I want-to make you my wife"
 Her head was Q little on one side, as she surveyed him. In the back of her eyes the light Of keen enjoy ment glowed brightly.
 MT. Punch" she said sweetIy, T wasn't good enough 10 marry you when you and MT. Stornaway were talking about me Why am I now? Is 1t because I've done something? Be- cause I'm a dancer? I'm not any diff ferent myself truly Im-not I'm still little. .Judy Grant"
 Tt isn't because of anything, Judy" he said thickly. "I's because Tcan't live without you that I want you 10 be my.wife.'
 Then there came the great mo- ment, the completion of Judy's plan and purpose, the accomplishment Of her revenge for the slight that this man had put upon her and upon all women Of her class
 There was before her eyes the vision of d big motor car, with a handsome. dissipated-lookirg man sitting in it beside a young woman d pale girl, with yellow brown, fantastic curls and turquoise-blue oyes-a girl who wore pearls O. fabulous size-a girl who looked cool on a very hot day-Gertie Clarendon. once a chorus girl. Judy remembered that hot day vividly and what Clara Jenks, her com- panion, had said.
 And now she leaned forward. her little hand upraised, as if she were teaching this big man q lesson. her face white and little strained in this moment Of her triumph, bat her eyes laughing and her voice sweet and pleasant.
 No, MT, Punch" she said. You mean it's because you cant get me any other way"
 |. NGideon looked at her. his face suffused his mouth open. He hreshed snoringly. She thought h. was going 10 have fit.
 And Mr. Punch" she went on. with all the laughter in the world in her voice "T-,, --aS, ,,,,.,b l,,,