New Britain herald., 1930-08-07

u lSl dllS til4li5 SSt o4A iiiS tANi Sl now. I've got to think of nothing but October. I can't lead old Guar venius down after what he's done for me"
 "Or MT. Gideon" exclaimed Steyne bitterly.
 "Or Mir. Gideon she repeated, She looked about her a little wild ly But where are the others? What is keeping them? They ought to have been here long ago"
 The silence in the big room was oppressive. Suddenly Judy caught hold of Steyne's arm and shook it as if in violent anger. "Oh. do be decent,' she said. Don't make it so hard-so terribly hard."
 Her voice broke in helpless sob. The young man looked down into 1 her upturned face. His eyes had neither laughter nor passion in them. They were like burned-out 1 fire Without word he turned and walked out of the room. | At the same moment Judy's 1 strained ears caught the sound of i a taxicab stopping in the street be- | low, and laughing voices were l waited up through the summer air.
 They all came tumbling up the stairs. No one could be dull or de- | pressed for a moment when Tony Leigh and Michael Stone were about Bastien had his violin case At the door they had met Frank Hylton, Alans school chum. a thin giant with a keen face. whose ma hogany tan made his eyes. eyebrows and hair look almost white. He was introduced to Judy, who promptly attached him to herself in her perfectly open and un- ashamed way.
 Judy is going to dance" an- nounced Chummy. beaming with pride Judy, did Alan show you the other rooms. and his kitchen, and his garden?"
 "No,' Judy answered, tossing her bright head, as Dumont tuned up his violin T wanted to stay here. This room IS lovely. I'll see the others later You were l long time coming, What happened 2"
 "Bastien had forgotten his key, and we had to rouse his landlady."
 So like Bastien!" said Judy care lessly We thought you'd broken down"
 She was skimming about the room. while the others JleisureIy disposed themselves to watch her | dance,
 There was q wide. low dlvan against the wall, at (, right angle with the piano. Chummy sat on it between Tony Leigh and Hylton. Michael Stone sat on the floor. on some cushions. at the other end of the room. Alan picked up the rugs and threw them into a corner. Then he came and sat down beside Hyl- ten.
 Whats it going 10 be. Judy?" Michael Stone called out
 The girl. still wearing her shabby black cloak, danced Up to Basten and. standing on tiptoe, whispered to him. He nodded, and Alan won dered If 1t were only he who saw the pain in Dumonts eyes.
 Judy ran to the door and called out to ask Steyne where the switches were, He told her, and she extln- gulshed two of the three lamps having the room in partial dark ness,
 Dumont burst into q gay, light florid melody. reminiscent of Mo zart in his most Italian style. | was clear and polished, like ( string of gems. Dumont was quite a violinist, and but for the facr that one must be a veritabe master to succeed publicly, he might have been heard of by the world.
 The music went on for two o, tLree minutes, Judy seemed tc have disappeared; then, suddenly : she leaped into the middle of the room, like a flrefly glitterlng or dark foliage at the coming Of night
 Alan shut his eyes every now anC then during the dance. There wa, iIo dOGbL NIdL IL NdS-d!- ItdIldl , night. an orange grove under ho : neon, and that little vivid figure } now a ftrefly. now a half-human elf and agun a joyous maiden picking the golden fruit. reaching up, ui up 10 the highest boughs, IL va } all there all in those nimble feet ? in those thin arms, in that brigh head.
 2 He stared out of the open win l dows The night was deepening l and f spread a curtain of deel