Evening star., 1932-01-11

T~HE sight OF wilson's neaVy,
brooding face woke Judy from
her own bitter contemplation,
A. With a leap OF fear in her heart
she realized that this man
knew her thoughts. That he, too, had
the black beast of jealousy gnawing at
his breast.
A great. silent, brooding mana man
of strange depthS-a dangerous man
And he was jealous of the beautiful,
tickle girl he had married. VIII
son knew of that old attachment be-
tween Stan and Eunice, Judy guessed.
Suppose-Oh, suppose he should harm
Stan.
At the thought, all the bitterness she
felt toward Stan, all the jealous resent
ment fell away in a cold fear
She smiled into the mans face as he
helped her from the car. I'm dread
fully ashamed-I-I fell asleep. The
excftement-and all" she stam-
me+ed.
ishe felt that she was moving through
a dream where the most important
thing seemed to keep her poise. Stan
taking her from Wilson at the bottom
OF the steps.
II wanted to ride with you, darling
you understand"
His eyes were searching her face
was it guiltily?
Judy bent hastily, pretending to be
occupied with the fringe of her shawl
lest he see her lips culver. When Stan
looked at her like that-compelllng,
dark ewes. melting her heart. ..
oh. she mustn't cry and make scene!
"Of course-it's all right" She kept
her head bent until it was safe to look
up. do tell me where the dressing
room is. I have to poWder-I-Im
fright"
Judy, something's happened-you're
not yourself" Stan said in low voice.
At that the tears were in her throat,
scalding tears. She wanted to pour out
all the bitterness in her heart-She
wanted to hear Stan tell her it was not
so, to hear him rage at these cruel
women who were torturing her this
way.
She looked up-and saw Eunice Will
sons blue eyes watching her as she
pretended to be talking to her husband.
Pride came to Judy's aid. She couldn't
make a scene before these people.
She forced a smile. Answered as
flippantly as Eunice herself might have
done. Then who am I, darling! You
don't recognize me now, but wait until
I've rouged, I'll look more natural!"
Did she suspect it, or did Amy look
at her hard when she came into the
dressing room Amy and Patty Warren
were making up their lips before the
glass. Judy walked coolly up to
dressing table, again quite aware that
her entrance had interrupted discus
sion of herself.
She was surprised to see how IA
miliar was the reflection which looked
back at her from the mirror. She was
a little pale, that was all. Her spirit
had been 50 shaken in the last half
hour she had rather expected It to
show on her face.
Perhaps faint bsue shadow Of weari-
ness under the serious gray-blue eyes
A little droop to the mouth-there, lip
stick helped.
A second reflection in the glass. . q.
The beautiful, watchful face of Eunice
Wilson beside her own.
They stood side by side, busy with
their vanity cases. Eunice'S was white
gold, initiated in chip diamonds. Their
reflected faces were like two pretty
masks, thought Judy in a strangely de-
tached manner. She sensed that Patty
and Amy over by the other table had
stopped their conversation-that they
were straining to this silent drama.
Eunice carefully smoothed her lip
rouge with a delicate forefinger, and
the sapphire blue eyes were wary under
the long lashes.
Judy opened her vanity case and be-
gan to powder her face again. She felt
that she could not 60 away first. This
was some strange battle. She and
Eunice were fighting in spirit-strug-
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each other in spirit-she and Eunice,
recognizing an enemy in each other.
Eunice, hurting her in thought
bleeding her heart white while