The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-11-17

dushing down to the steamship office, secured the most desirable suite even ct such late hour Somehow Barney always seemed to get his way with every one. Pat, doing belated shopping, ar rived at the apartment, looking like a little white ghosts Barney told her hotly, Let the frills go! No use making yourself sick again Joan can shop after she gets home."
 Joan joined in the protest. "You mustn't, Pat" she said. q have everything could possibly need anyhow"
 Barney was looking haggard and had been working too hard lately Joan forced herself to be very gay, refusing to listen to the doubts which were all too readysto spring up, unbidden, and plunge her into miserable uncertainty.
 Barney restless, had decided to supervise the y erection of the special setting in which Joan would appear at the charity enter tainment. For her opening number there was to be an elaborate set with special lighting to be in- stalled.
 Her costume was fashioned of green metallic cloth, nodded to her slim form, with band of the same material for her hair. The song was a fantastic bit about 8 mer- maid who loved a sailor,
 The second song was an old fa- vorite, ballad. For this number she would wear a white frock of stiff organdy, trimmed with starched lace, and carry a quaint, prim bouquet of flowers.
 Joan was in her bedroom, trying on her costumes to be sure they were as they should be. Kate Smith, watching from her seat on one side of the bed, said, 'Therell be more millionaires in that crowd tonight than you could shake a stick at! They'll all be lowing and clapping for you, Joan. Singing in the smart world must be pretty grand!'
 The smart world. Bob Weston's world. Excitement leaped up in ,Joan's heart at the thought.
 You're looking beautiful to- night" Barney's mother told her.
 .'Its this dress Joan laughed. Ut looks like green ice. Aren't the scales realistic?" ,
 "Yes. you're good looking fish" Kate told her.
 The maid from the cabaret lifted the glittering frock over loans head then and replaced it on the hanger. "
 Pat, who had slipped into the room quietly, said, "Barney's here and horribly impatient. He says it's time to start, Joan."
 There's no hurry" said Mrs Blake. Plenty of time. Joan, you must do something about Barneys nerves.'' s
 Tell him I'll be ready in two minutes" Joan told Pat. Turning away from the others. she smiled faintly. Tomorrow and tomorrow all the to-morrow's she would be thinking of Barney. But not. to- night. Tonight she would be sing ing in Bob's world.
 Quite a place, isn't it?" Barney was saying as his car, merging with a stream of. others, passed through the tall, iron gates. Why anyone should want to i've in a museum, though, is beyond me-" he went on. There's an im- mense ball room and they've con- verted one end into a regular stage. Floor lights and veen small boxes at the sides to give an authentic theatrical setting. In your honor. Misse Joan Karing. Why, Joan! You're trembling. You're not frightened. .are your"
 NO. Just excited" she told him. Oh, she was glad Barney did not know how excited she,was, how. her heart was beating! She was being silly, of course. With hundreds of other places to spend the evening there was no reason at all why Bob Weston should choose char ity benefit. Just because heN went