The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-12-01
DANCING JUDITH AnA {. y CORALlEs STANTON and HEATH HOSE<EN WaV COPYRIGHT Q5O N CHELSEA HOUSE

is this little girl you are always about with?"
 Gideon did not hesitate in his reply.
 IA little model from Greenwich Village, my dear Thirza. Does it interest you?"
 "I am wondering why you take her to the places you do," she went on. "I have seen you myself sev- eral times"
 "Why shouldn't F" he asked, with low laugh.
 "It has not been your habit that is all. These are places where you meet your friends. And Manuel saw you with her in the hotels and at all the very smart places"
 Manuel was Madame de Toro's husband.
 "Well?" asked Gideon, his small eyes meeting his sisters with an expression of amusement. q was only asking" she said, struggling her shoulders.
 She and her brother had always been good comrades. She had no fear of offending him.
 Miss Grant" he said, 'is a rather remarkable little person" T take it she must be, to inter- est you" his sister answered. But remarkable in what way?" ] "She is going to be a dancer. | Guarvenius had taken her up, and | he thinks much of her. He may send her over to Paris to study for a while under Julia Chassier." Madame de Toros' smile was a challenge.
 "Bruce, you are not thinking of marrying herr"
 Gideon laughed.
 My dear Thirza, what an idea"'
 "Then why all this trouble about herr"
 What do you mean? | Mon cher, am a woman after all. The girl has no clothes, no Jewels. She looks worked to death.' Madame de Toros lit another cig- aret. "It mystifies me-voia tout"
 "We will leave it at that. my dear Thirza. Miss Grant is very in- teresting and very-difficult."
 "Ah! Not easy to manage you mean?" It was Gideon's turn to shrug his shoulders now.
 For the moment, she is wrapped up in her career" His sister smiled.
 Tt has always puzzled me-" she said, "why you have never turned your atetntion to the girls who would be attracted by you, or 10 the women of your own set, wno value brains, knowledge or the world, and good taste, and 10 whom | life is a fine art. why do you waste yourself on these little vul- rarians? Think of Ailsa Davenne what she cost you, ana now nearly she ruined your life!" Gideon was suddenly reused. His pale face hardened into a mask; his forehead looked ghastly under its band of thick black hair.
 q will pray you, my dear Thirza," he said, mot to mention that name in the same breath as Miss Grants. And as for the wo- men you speak of, they bore me to distraction. All they want IS money, and freedom to pursue their own particular form of seif-in- dulgence. As you know perfectly well, I am attractive to no woman I-for myself alone | His laugh rang through the room, silky but uncertain, sugges- tive of an immense edifice of pride built upon a shaky foundation.
 "You are ridiculous, Bruce" his sister said rather sharply. NOW adays even women do not need 10 he good looking in order to be at tractive. Why should men"
 He did not reply. A moment later he was summoned to the tele- phone.
 When he came back to the little dining room, his sister was drawing on her gloves.
 "Ahe you entertaining in Venice in September?" she asked him
 1T don't think so," he answered after a seconds hesitation; but 1T you and Manuel and the boys want to come, I shall be delighted.
 She eyed him with a knowing smile as she went out of the room. "I'll give you plenty or notice before we come," she said signifi- cantly.
 He accom- panied her to the front door and saw her into the elevator. Then he stood looking down after her with a frown on his heavy brows and an ominous droop at the corners of his ill-natured mouth.
 It happened that domestic hitch nreyented the Toros family from starting for Europe on the follow ing day. They were obliged to spend another couple of nights in their New York house, though 1t was practically shut up.
 On the morning after her lunch con with her brother, Madame de Toros was rung up by vincent C.o.no,yox who told her that he