The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-11-28
DANCING JUDITH & A coRA5E fgSe5I STAN1oN AMI and H[AIn Al EAosKEN

yOu, anu t0 lHduc uP ny NilIiu that Chummy's going to be happy, and goodness me. haven't we said all this before a hundred times?" But Alan's eager, ardent eyes were looking into hers. He came thrilled her through and through. 1t out to-day he would win.
 Judy, darling Judy, you're all wrong! Clarissa can never be hap py with me. How could she? I don't love her-not like that. She's the dearest, best girl in the world, and I can't say how I admire her. I'd do anything to make up to her for those lost years; but it's not right, it's not fair, to marry her. It's cheating her--can't you see that?"
 "Rubbish!" cried Judy. "Are you such a rotten actor as all that?"
 That seemed to madden him. He caught her in his arms. crushed her close, and kissed her with wild and desperate passion.
 You want to drive me mad!" he murmured. II won't let you! I've got you, and I'll keep you in spite of yourself"
 Judy fought her way out of his arms. Her limbs failed her, and she clung to a chair, trembling. She was white to the lips, but her eyes were full of starry shine. Heaven knew 1t was no good pretending that she didn't love him-after that!
 Suddenly she listened. open mouthed, and then turned to Steyne a face tragically alert. ..9t .<
 Its Chummy!" she whispered. q hear her on the stairs. For Heavens sake, don't look like that"
 In another moment the door opened and Clarissa came in. She looked full of energy and life. There was amazing vitality in her face, in spite of its pale coloring. She flushed with gladness at the sight of Alan.
 He explained rather hurriedly about having left his house in Maine and asked her to dine with him at Ginori's. She accepted happily, and turned to Judy.
 Judy must come too, Alan-on your first night back"
 Sorry, angel" said Judy very decidedly. I've a rotten headache. MT Steyne was just featuring me for working too hard. Cheek, call it!"
 Alan, whose nerves were all on edge, only wanted to get away. He was sure that Clarissa had noticed nothing. Judy was superb. and he supposed he had played up to her.
 As a matter of fact, Clarissa had sensed something unusual. When Steyne had gone she looked anX- iously at her friend.
 Judy, did Alan offend you? do hope not. You look - don't know - unhappy. I'm afraid you may think that he's interfering. l know that he thinks 1t unwise for you to go about so much with Mir Gideon, and perhaps he was talking about that. You see, dear, men do know the world better than"
 "Oh, Chummy, I'm sick to death of hearing that" Judy interrupted rather wildly. "I don't care If they do. I can mind my own business, and say let them mind theirs, I hate MT Gideon and the whole lot of them!"
 With that she flung herself out of the room.
 Chummy was decidedly wistful and preoccupied that evening. Steyne was in agony lest she should suspect what had really passed between himself and Judy. He would have told her, if Judy had allowed him. That would have been fair and honorable, and he was sure it would have been for her happiness. as we'll as theirs; but the thought that she might find out was hateful. It galled him be- yond bearing. It would make him seem low and mean, like being dis covered in an intrigue, and by this splendid girl with her noble nature and her faithful heart. But he need not have feared, for Chummy had not made the discov- cry he dreaded. She merely saw that Judy was unhappy about something or other. She jumped at a conclusion, not altogether err roneous. which she imparted to Alan.
 q believe Judy has quarreled with Mir Gideon. This evening she said she hated him."
 This. at least. was good news. As the meal proceeded. they both tried to cheer up. Afterward, at the Cafe Turc, Bastien Dumont joined them and made things easier.
 There happened to come In that night a man who had been In the South Seas for some years. He had left America Just before Bteyne. and they had been great friends. He had given up painting. and had become one of the fore most poveiists of the day: