Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-06-18
DANCING JUDITH
S SSss9 81 CORALlE STANTON and HEATH HOSkEN
ri 1850 by CHELSEA HOy

ve.Fet cloak OF rather tawdry mate
rial but made in q fashionable
shape. Her only pair Of white
g.cves were soiled, so she carried
them in her hands.
She went in TO be admired by
Grumpy. Steyne ran up the
stairs, punctual TO the moment. He
greeted Chummy. and they went
off Immediately.
They dined at a smart restaurant
where Judy had eve been before.
II was q real gala night. There
we're violets on the table. and they
drank champagne. The lights we're
shaded with some blue stuff that
locked like the sky. The women
wore wonderful clothes. AT the
table next TO them a white-haired
woman. with black eyes and a rose
.)etal skin. was wearing some pearls
that made Judy's big eyes nearly
START out Of her head.
At first the girls thoughts were
all with the absent Chummy; but
gradually, under the influence Of
the food and the wine and the soft
Music, Chummy's image faded, and
- luxurious surroundings all
seemed to merge into the handsome
nee and the laughing eyes on the
other side Of the small table. She
rae little consciousness Of what
trey talked about. She knew that
II was delightful talk-father silly.
probably. but it made a glow round
her heart.
Then II was time TO 20 on 10 the
opera house. Steyne gathered I'D
fhe violets on the table and gave
them to her. AS they passed out OF
TIE restaurant he said. with a
touch OF Shyness in his low voice:
You are looking most awfully
well tonight"
AS she put on her cloak. Judy
loc ked at herself in a mirror. Her
Onn face looked strange TO her. She
certainly needed neither paint nor
powder. and there was a starry
81 inc in her eyes that had never
been there before. She was no
longer gaudy. like a dyed narcissus.
In the lobby. as they were wait
ing for a cab. a big man stared
hard at Judy. Then he bowed.
s~.iled, and fixed his small, pale
2 admiringiy on her. Something
in his look made her flush. and she
rave him a curt nod Of recogni-
ton
Who's that fellow" steyne ask
ed with uncor cealed disgust. What
a hideous brutel"
I've forgotten his name" the
girl answered: but he's some rich
nan. He came to the cafe one
night with Vincent Stornaway. the
artist. II was awfully funny
Cnummy toll him he was an ugly
man. and said he was like Punch.
He was a sport about IL. though
d'cn't seem TO mind a bit"
The musicale passed like a
dream. judy. sitting in one Of the
best boxes. felt like a queen. Stevne
sat a little behind her. They talked
and laughed like children.
Judy gave a great sigh when 1t
was all rel They drove back in a
cab. She had a key to open the big
doors with. Alan used It, and they
into the house. He had
dismissed the cab, saying that he
walk home.
"Oh. I've had such a lovely
judy said with a catch in
her voice. 1T is good Of you. l +,
don't know when I've enjoyed my
self so much"
There was one gas Jet burning
low to illuminate the cavernous-
looking stone staircase. At the foot
Of it she turned and held out her
hand.
Steyne took II. muttered some
thing almost i~narticulate, and
turned away; but the next moment
he was back. Judy was crushed in
his arms. and he was kissing her
eyes. her hair. her liDs-which met
his with an irresistible response.
Judy. little Judyl" he whispered
triumDhantly. Il love you-I love
youl And you love mel"
She tore herself away. She was
as white as death.
You mustn't" she gasped. "You