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a portrait. She thought she would take up portrait work. Alan's line was very modern landscape, verg- ing on the futurist. and yet keeping al. appeal to the general public He was really clever, and in his pros ptrity much more dihgent than of yore
 Judy was never seen. She only came back to sleep. Chummy said. She told him all about Judys won derful luck in being taken up by Guarvenius, and he was bound to express a satisfaction which he was far from feeling.
 I'm afraid Judy's working too hard, though" Clarissa said with an anxious look. She comes home dead tired. I don't believe she has anything to eat all day'
 But it's damnab ble Clarissa, Something must be done. She'll kill herself, Look here, I owe her an enormous lot for looking after you like she's done. Can't We manage it."
 Oh. Alan. I'll try, of course; but Judy can read things right in the back of your head"
 He looked al her almost fiercely.
 "Clarissa, no girl ought to work.'
 CHAPTER XVI
 Chummy smiled tonderly at Alan's vehemence in declaiming Judy should not work.
 still. 1t will be splendid, Alan if Judy makes a great name as dancer. Of course. shes wonderful
 q cant see that it's much good 10 he gaped at by big, vulgar crowds" he answered testify.
 She gazed at him in surprise and he pulled himself together, "I ook here. Clarissa.' he went on in some embarrassment, you're just as bad. Look how you pinch and scarpe and li~e like a began, and never let me do anything for you t, all If you come out with me. you always cal the cheapest things, and insist on sitting in the cheapest seats at thcaters. l don't think either you or Judy ought to go on living in those dreadful rooms. I wish you'd realize that I'm well off. I've more than S5,060 year, and the little place in Naine'
 ChummYs lovely checks glowed.
 "Oh, Alan. I'm pinmg to see tho dear place in Maine, I think you're right. It would he lovely f Judy would give up the idea of dancing and come and live with Us when we are married.'
 Tt would be 2 splendid idea he said. but it wouldn't solve the problem nor. What We want 10 do is to prevent Judy from killing herself at the present moment"
 q know that" Chummy an- swered, her golden brown eyes meeting hls in look Of quietly rap;urous delight "Tn do what I can, Alan. I'll try to make her come home 10 lunch, and make a point of being there myself. or I'll go out with her somewhere, I'll simply force her to allow me 10 help her, so that she needn't work so dreadfully hard"
 Money is TO object. you know" he said earnestly.
 Chummy shook her head
 T believe I'm q bad liar, Alan. I'm afraid she'll know that it's your money; but I'll have q serious talk with her and manage it somehow. Once I get on a bit with my work it'll be easy enough. Poor little Judy she has 10 have lots of dancing shoes, and stockings. and things like that. And her whole souls in it. She spends all she can possibly scra7c to- gether 10 20 and watch other dar cers."
 That's where we could help. Clarissa, % suggested Alan.
 That "we' that he was obliged to use gave hin a fresh panE each time How he rebellcd against il, How he loathed the whole decen- tion- and, above all the tacit avowal that he daily made 10 this beautiful and nohle-natured girl that he cared for her and wanted