The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-05-27

and-all the rest of it. We'll, let | it go. Give me some toast" I've got some watermelon pre- serve," her mother offered in amends for the lack of more sub stantial fare.
 Irene smirked. T lunched on those last night. I had to have something after that awful dinner" Mrs Everett gasped. You don't mean you ate the whole jar!" Well, not the jar-just the pre- serves. There wasn't much" Beryl stared meaningfully at Irene's figure. Soft white curves, like midsummer moonflowers.''' she pity flowers fade so' quickly isn't it?"
 Irene flushed and Beryl noticed that when their mother placed the plate of bacon and eggs before her the girl ate the food with. small relish.
 Beryl nibbled the thin dry toast supplied to her with apparent en- joyment. But when her mother | brioche she was glad Irene had no desire for the food.
 | ''So I'm not going to New York with you?" she asked after the last crumb of the sweet roll had been consumed. sSs N ,@<sAs
 T really couldn't be annoyed < Irene replied.
 Beryl got to her feet. "Well,' ' she said with a pleasant infection ''in that case I'll have time for a little laundry work"
 | Irenes glance followed her ir uneasiness as she swung out of tht kitchen into the front hall. Beryp: attitude puzzled her - for mostly I her half sister fought for hei rights. She did not go to hear what more Beryl might have to say abop 1 the matter, but staying in the kitchen availed her nothing, fol presently Beryl returned. And while she did not come to rave ane rant she bore a declaration of wal that was more effective than words | What are you doing with my blouse?" Irene screeched as Bery walked over to the sink.
 Beryl smiled at her. Why my dear" she said pleasantly, "I mear to wash it for you" and reached for the dishpan.
 Irene flew over to grab the gar. ment but Beryl swung it out of hei reach. Mother, don't let her wet it!" Irene screamed.
 "Beryl
 "shell kep her bargain witf me-" Beryl interrupted her mother "or I'll make rain check out s to her blouse" M " | Irene's eye was caught by ths fine pleating of the neck ruffle a: Beryl held the blouse aloft. Sht could never pleat like that. And the thought of standing over tht ironing board for an hour while she tried it drove her frantic.
 Put it down, Beryl,' her mother l implored.
 "When she says I'm going witf her." Beryl returned firmly. q washed and ironed this thing as the price of my admission to tht show and I'll see the show-or gel a refund"
 "All right, you can go,' 1rent capitulated. s9. 4 Beryl handed the blouse to 2her You'd better take it upstairs be fore change my mind and de eide I don't want to go." she said and Irene hastily followed the sus ] gestion. ,s.
 Automatically Beryl began tt gather up the breakfast dishes She'd long ago learned that Irene would not help their mother ant that if she too refused her mother would do the dishwashing alone.
 Mrs Everett fluttered around more or less helplessly. Bery knew she had something on he mind and finally it came out in burst of querulousness.
 "I do wish you and pa wouldn' be always getting Irene fussed up, she fretted. You ought to mak some allowance for her being dir ferent."
 "I don't allow anyone to trick m if l can help it." Beryl told her.
 did that work for Irene in ex change for the privilege of hearin her Sing at RKG. And it wa no fun, tired as l was"
 Well" Mrs Everett sighed "Please be tactful the rest of tn day. After all Irene's carere is i'm portant."
 "She hasn't got career -- she only got q screech.'
 "If you're going to talk lik that" Mrs Everett said with touch of anger, "I'li have to do tn blouse for her myself and ask yo to stay at home. cant see wh you want to go anyway when vol | feel that way about it!"
 "Who knows?" Beryi said dream lily. "T might get an offer mysel some day. want to famillariz myself with studio atmosphere. And As though Co prove that hn something to induce m offer sh began 10 hum.
 "Piesso don't" her mothe begged. "ireno might hear you and you know, Beryl. that funn, way you sing is irritating Co c req singer"
 fisryI feil silent. Her mood often changed quickly. 1T iren had C chaHeo---if it were true. q ihey fald, that she had h voice. il would be cruel Co handicap hef
 iier softer feelibg endured. An |When she arrived ai the studio VII Iifane aha volunteered Co f0rcH ille flahi she had bought and wul