Evening star., 1932-02-18
Spite Wife A,. % Forester;

He came one afternoon, as suddenly
as casually as though he had been
dropping in every day. He said hello
to Judy, holding her hand for mo-
ment, looking at her as pleasantly
casual as though her heart had not
been yearning for him for the past two
months
A chill came over her. A chill and a
sense of shame. That episode in the
moon-f1ooded garden had not meant as
much to Nick as it had meant to her.
After all. what had he said? That
he was getting too fond of her. Mild
that remark, after all Born, probably,
of the romantic setting and the near
ness of pretty girl. The let-down
was cruel but it enabled her to greet
him with perfect equanimity. Her
manner, friendly and finland beneath
Amy'S malicious eyes, STAINS watchtul
ones.
Eating dinner, intent on keeping the
ball of pleasant conversation rolling.
To bed, lying in the dark. with an ach-
ing heart. Going over the evening in
her mind, searching for hidden mean
ings Had Nick realized 1t was pass
ing fancy in his own mind? Was he
trying to hide his real feelings? l..
On, no. His eyes had been too steady,
his manner too easy for that.
He had not been pretending that
other night, Judy tried to reason it out
to herself as she lay in the dark. 1t
was not in Nick to pretend. He had
really been carried away by his feel
ings. But he had fought battle with
himself and won a victory. He was
over his infatuation. Well, she had
pride, too. She had been straw, catch
ing fire from the flame of him, but
she, too, could fight and win a victory.
To prove ito show what a glorious
victory it was and how she could get
over 1t, Judy rolled over and Wept bit
terly into the pillow. That ache at
her heart-not like the ache she knew
when she cried over Stan. That had
been jealousy and hurt pride. This
was utter desolation. Judy knew now,
as she had never known before, that
she loved Nick Carter with a steady,
enduring love that nothing-not even
Nick himself-could efface.
Never mind he would be gone
IN the morning 1t would be all over.
She must brace herself for that.
But he was not gone in the morning.
When she rose early and went down
to breakfast he was there in the morn
ing room. apparently ingrosSed in the
morning papers. Judy stood for a mo-
ment IN the doorway. The place was
deserted save for Nick-the rest of the
family were not early risers, and Judy
had heard Stan coming in after 8.
A long moment while she watched
that brown head, burned yellow oy the
sun on top-all that was visible Of
Nick over the outspread paper. And
Judy was glad she had put on that ex-
pensive suit of rose silk lounging pa
jamaS.
After moment he lowered the pa
per and rose in surprise at the sight of
her. Hello, Judy-that's the time you
sneaked up on me-
You having breakfast now?" she
asked. Breakfast with Nick! The cozy
intimacy of it. No need to play a
part before the others
L was-' He folded the paper
and put it aside. But it's later than
thought. III have to run along ana
snatch something at the airport
Oh said the girl She found she
was refolding the napkin she had lust
unfolded. You're going away again?"
Have to. Men must work, you
know, and women must weep" He
took a step toward the door well
.. take care of yourself, judy"
Thanks 1t was all she was
capable OF saying.
He was in the hall. He had reached
the front door. Then suddenly he had
returned. He was saying rapidly:
Look here. Judy Maybe If ]
don't have to leave right away
you'd come for ride this afternoon?
Would you do that?"
Singing happiness beginning in her
heart She knew that he would hot
leave right away.
I'd love it." said Judy.
tTomorrow-Sky HighD