The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-11-12


 been gone ever since ALAN STEYNE her lover, abruptly dis- appeared seven years ago. Alan suddenly returns, but ChuEnmy fails to recognize him. Instead, Alan falls in love with Judith, telling her that he had never real- ly loved Chumnly and had not dreamed his disappearance would unsettle her so greatly. Then, un- expectedly, ChuImfhy recOvcrs her memory. She returns to the apart lnent one day, finds Judith and Alan talking together, and with glad cry throws herself into Alan's arms.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER VIII
 Judy took one look at Alan Steyne's face and fled. She went into her own room and stood un- der the little window set high in the slanting roof. Her emotions were too many and too complex for her to analyze them; but she was sure that foremost among them was joy because Chummy was her. self again, and because she was so lovely, so irresistible and Alan must fall in love with her now, if he had not done so before.
 But, as she stood there, her face set and pale under the patches of paint, her lips trembled a little. Her thoughts leaped iiivoluntarily back to that one perfect night of the dinner and the musicale and the violets, and tears that she struggled to keep back made her nnks xxl
 Chummy put her head in at the door.
 Judy, what are you doing? Come along. You've been away ages and ages!'
 Judy smiled into the transfig- ured face with the silver flaxen hair and the golden-brown eyes that were so wonderful since they had lost their vacant look. She followed her friend into the other room.
 She did not look directly at Alan although she spoke to him in her gay, hoarse voice.
 "Well, this is a great day, isn't it, MT Steyne?"
 Judy" put in Chummy excited 1y, "did you know that Alan was coming back? It's all so wonder 1ulr-JuSL iih0 d 4dkky S1kOs
 "A little bird whispered some- thing about it." the other girl an- swered, laughing. "You know I didn't expect you back so early to- day. I was preparing Mir Steyne, you see-telling him he mustn't startle you, because you'd been ill"
 Allan has been telling me all about his travels Judy" said the deep, bell-like voice., now as charged with color as the lovely face was with life. CT can hardly believe it's so long since he went away; but it's splendid to think that he's had such a wonderful time!"
 Judy was uncertain how to an- swer, so she gave her friend 8 hug and said gently:
 You see, Chummy. dear, dreams do come true. We'll, and when are you going to get married?"
 ooh, Judy!" exclaimed Chummy, rosy with shyness. We haven't just enough that Alan is back!"
 She had gained since her re- covery, among other qualities that surprised Judy into wondering ad- miration a reserve that she had never displayed in her childish state. The younger girl felt her friend withdrawing herself into realms where she could not follow. There were dignity and authority about her. There were many other things, too, that Judy would never understand-stores of knowledge in a well-trained mind that were drawn on once more by the re- vived intelligence, and the desire for booksJ and the appreciatfve sensibilities of the artist directed upon every subject in nature and human life.
 After the first embarrassment at Judy's question about their mar riage, Chummy suddenly became self possessed. Her beautiful face went grave and quiet, and she looked at her friend, as Judy put it, "as if she had suddenly gone to live in the next street."
 Judy" she said, "I want you to tell Alan about mel mean about my losing my memory and being ill, and all that. Somehow, when l try to tell him, I can't find the words; but I want him to know. l still feel rather queer about 1t, al- most as if I'd been born all over again."
 Judy looked at Alan and poured out jerky sentences in a great hurry.
 II wasn't there at the start, MT Steyne," she said; but believe that soon after you went away Chummy was very i'll, and when she got better shed lost her mem- ory. She was well and strong again, but she didn't remember anything about that time. And that's all there is to it. Then, the other day, when she had pneu- monia and nearly died, her mem ory came back"
 s'But, Judy. how did I liver" in terrupted Chummy, with a puzzled air. My old aunt went to see to- day asked me that. don't think l had any money"
 "Oh, yes, you had" said her friend. "It lasted long time," she added vaguely. "There wasn't much to spend it on."
 But now. Judy"
 Chummys golden-brown eyes compelled an answer.
 "Oh, that's all right-everybody at the cafe loves you so, Chum- my, dear. They were only too pleased to-