New Britain herald., 1930-08-05
DANCING JUDITE4 A A!EA N COpALlE STANTON and HEATH HOSkEN
 VF COpIPiGHT Q5O bY CHELSEA HOUSE

was pleased with her. Not that he said much, but every now and then she saw a gleam come into his eyes. and he would call her my bird" in Polish. She could not pro- nounce it, but he had told her what it meant, and never used 1t unless she did something well.
 She deliberately refused 10 think of Alan Steyne.
 That was one reason why she saw 50 much Of Bruce Gideon, She en- couraged tho rich mans attentions because sNe felt that she must per- suade Steyne that his part in life was to marry Chummy and make her happy.
 She still had the sense Of being flattered, and could not help having ir. She was deferred to, consulted, placed on a pedestal Of taste and knowledge, in way that might easily have made hr susremely ridiculous, had 1t not been man. aged less subtly For she had no knowledge and very doubtful taste. particularly in matters Of art.
 She continued to see Gideon sur rounded by people who deferred to him. She saw him with his cross grained mouth set in tight line, and all the world offering gifts 10 propitiate him. There were two or three men he now and then allowed to have meals with him when Judy was present, and they always seemed to be trying to cajole him into a good temper.
 And yet, to her, no one could have been. figuratively speaking, more consistently on his knees.
 Never once had he treated her in any way differently from the women Of his own world. She was quite sure Of that. He had never attempted to make love to her He dwelt constantly on the all-absofb- ing theme Of her career.
 One afternoon, when Judy ar rived at Vincent Stornaway's, she was shown into the studio, and the | servant informed her that his mas ter had a visitor with him He did not say who i was.
 Stornaway had one possession that Judy coveted more than any thing in the world. l. was the skin ot very large polar bear. which lay on the studio floor, in front Of the open fireplace where, sumner and winter. wood burned on t&e beautiful old pierced-steeI firedogs,
 Judy simply loved f. l. meant all beauty and all luxury to her, She had made up her mind that i: she ever became q great dancer. the first thing she would buy would be q counterpart Of r. She loved to Ereel down on it and 10 bury her little hands in it's snowy fur. She loved it's silky sottness and the residence with which 1t started an ay from her touch.
 She sank down on it now in the uttArmost content. laying her bright head for a second on the squat stuffed head Of the animal She looked like a child as she lay there
 The ttudio vas rather dark on this particular afternoon, some 6f the curtains having been drawn over the big skylights. Outside the sun 5hone brilliantly. Just at the back of a couch by the hearth vas a tall. many-folded screen or old Spanish leather. which entirely shut off that part oE the enormous room.
 Judy heard voices presently - first q murmur from the adjoining room; then they came nearer. and she recognized Bruce Gideon's soft tones mingling with Stornaway's. So he vas the artists guas'. That probably meant that he had Iunched here He would go now. and Storn- away would settle down to several hours work. Ehe sighed, for she was very tired. and she had rather hoped for c short sitting.
 CHAPTER xxx
 l. mus be admitted that Judy was beginning 10 feel the irksome necessity Of earning her scauty livelihood as an adjunct 10 the hard work Of her dancing lessons and practice.
 Sometimes she was so tired that