The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-12-10
DANCING JUDITH A M COpALE STANTON and HEATH HOSKEN NY COPYRIGHT to5O N CHELSEA HOUSE

in this country. At least I shall get some sport"
 Judy was too wise to raise any objection or to offer further advice
 T hope you'll have a good time. ' she said, with the straight, friend ly kind of glance that she gave Dumont. 1t was a marvellous piece of acting. But I dare say you'll want to come back before long,"
 "I'll come back when you call me-" he said.
 She was little frightened by his eyes. They showed his whole manhood In revolt. She suddenly felt very small and helpless. The consciousness rose in her that she could not resist him, if he chose to assert his will.
 she had no more time. She hailed a passing cab and took her seat in it. The last thing she saw was Alan's face, 'showing his re- cent illness in every line, with lis gloomy eyes regarding her re- proachfully. :,
 T must make him believe it. she said to herself. i've got to do that for chummy's sake!"
 The month passed in whirl for Judy. She suddenly changed all her habits. She bought clothes She developed taste for late hours and gayety. She was always with Bruce Gideon.
 It came to the last night of her appearance at the Monopole thea- ter. It was veritable triumph Judy stood ankle-deep in flowers o1 every hue, lowing and kissing her hands, the tears streaming down her face while her lips laughed in the delirium of such moment Afterward there was a great sup per party in Gideon's apartment but none of Judy's old friends were asked to 1t.
 Tn the second week in January Dumont met Judy in the street She even looked different, he thought savagely. She was still made up, but there was more art in 1t. She was ever so smart, q clever dressmaker having managed to subdue her desire for brilliant color.
 A look from her candid eyes re. duced him from anger to despair He was her slave as ever. She was still Judy, after all.
 Judy, there is dance at the Lemon Grove on Friday" he said eagerly. Tt is regular artists night. Will you come?" She seemed to hesitate for q moment; then her face broke into the old radiant smile of sheer childlike. happiness.
 "Of course I'd love to, Bastien! How nice of you to ask me! love dancing with you"
 The more he looked at her. the more poignant grew the longing that could never be fulfilled. Judy with something unapproachablt about her - with dainty white gloves on her hands, and high. heeled suede shoes on her perfect feet, and real silk stockings and q little coat of moleskln fur with q big skunk collar! He left her with a heavy heart.
 What hurt Judy most was thai she never saw Chummy now. Il was to a large extent Chummy'i fault. for the latter was engrossec in her work. She had refused ono or two invitations to have a mea alone with Judy.
 Then, when they did meet by accident, Chummy reported that Alan was thinking of going tc Persia with Frank Hylton.
 "I think 1t will do him good, she said in her quiet way. "H' doesn't really seem to care fo painting"
 "A mans got to save some joi in life." Judy replied. "I think MT Steyne had betetr find one Nowadays a young man can't hang about doing nothing"
 Chummy looked at her in aston. ishment.
 (TO be COntinued)