The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-12-03
CHELSEA HOUSE

the aTLlSI1C LSHlpcTdLncHI, anu L gets the better of the man in me-" "Bastien," said Chummy earnest ly, I'm sure you'll win Judy's love in time"
 Do you think so ?''
 I'm sure of it. You're so faith full, and she is so fond of you.'' | Have you noticed that2" he asked with sarcasm. .@-
 "Of course 1 have. And now you're getting on well and she's going to be famous. Some day you'll be great pair!" .sss E And you,, Chummy-when are you to be married ?" s,
 Next month.'"
 "Is the date .fixed?"
 Not the actual day. II don't want to go away until something is settled about Judy. I couldn't leave her; and we were going abroad at once"
 It was just week before the death of Guarvenius. Another grave for Judy to visit and tend!. She had gone into deep mourning. She had cancelled al lher model work and spent her days in her | own rooms.
 Guarvenius, apparently, had no relatives but young nephew-a youth whose remarkably good looks were marred by unmistakabl ble signs of dissipation. He happened to be in New York at the time. having just come over from Paris, and now took charge of everything In the absence of a will he was the sole heir. He shut up the dancing school and sold the lease of the house with all the furniture and fittings-lock, stock and barrel.
 He was not interested in dancing as high art. He did all his danc- ing at the Moulin Rouge ana the Bal Bullier. He did not trouble himself about his late uncle's pu- pills at all. He only very reluct- antly allowed the great Marie Flo mena to choose a personal souvenir from the masters private belong the funeral; but, as she spoke no French, and he'no English, 1t made no impression on her.
 For more than 10 days Judy saw nobody but .Chummy. Apt to ex- aggerate everything, she behaved as if she had been left an incon- solable widow. She would discuss no plans for her future. Only once did she talk about anything but Guarvenius and his godoness to her, and that was when she asked her friend when she was to be married.
 "We have postponed it, Judy darling" Chummy said. T couldn't go away and leave you like this without knowing what you are go- ing to do."
 Then Judy spoke very decisive ly.
 That's all nonsense, Chummy! You know I shall be all right. I can go to work again as soon as I want to. and shall when I've got over the shock. could always get on the stage now. Anybody would give me a chance-Pm sure of that"
 "But you said you were never | going to dance again, Judy" "I know 1 did; but that was af- ter the first blow. I've been think ing since then. feel sure that he would have wanted me to go on dancing. 1 think it was wrong to feel that everything was oyer. If I get on and do well, he would have been proud of me, Chummy."
 It sounded somewhat involved, | but the sentiments were unim- peachable; only 1t was all so un- like Judy-this serious little person In black, with unpainted cheeks and eyes that appeared to be study ing the problems of life.
 "Of course, my career is done for" Judy went on. I don't sup pose I shall ever be great dancer mot famous like Flomena. You want what dear M. Guarvenius de- scribed as the right atmosphere and surroundings. I shall never have a theater to myself, and a perfect orchestra, and all the ad- vertising that he was going to give me. Of course, he could have man. aged all that, and I was going to pay him back afterward."
 "He had practically taken a theater for October, hadn't he. IJudy?"
 1 "Yes-the Haystack, and he had engaged the orchestra-but of course all that will go by the board. I shall have to make my way, like any other beginner; but you're not to worry about me. Chummy. I shall be all right. l shan't want for anything. You go and get married. and go abroad and have a lovely time."
 "I suppose. Judy" said Cuhmmy rather nervously. you wouldn't come with us?"
 What an ideal" cried Judy, and laughed more like her old self
 "But afterward, Judy, when we come back-when we go to Maine -you'll come and stay with us, won't you?" &
 "Oh, Lord. yes. if you'll ask me! There's nothing I'd like better. Just promise me, Chumnny. first, that you won't put it off on &C., count of me-" ....