Evening star., 1934-01-18

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* the new green evening gown
in q box under her arm.
Charity called from the shower,
I'll be out in a minute"
Billie's cheeks were pink with excite
nent Her talk with Charity had
turned out so much better than she
had expected, 1t seemed too good to
be true. And to have made Charity
angry enough to show fight was the
greatest triumph of all To have
talked her into such mood that she
held Doug'S friends In contempt was
a stroke of genius. It was going to be
. grand fight.
Charity came out of the shower her
her cheeks pink as two poppies with
indignation that Dougs friends had
stopped to call her the farmers
daughter" behind her back. It made
her even more furious that Yanner
Vandergriff had been the cause Of her
being tagged that. It had started that
night at the penthouse when she sang
the vulgar little song about the
country girl.
Billie Shook the dress out and held
It up "I knew it! It's a perfect color
for you. Try 1t on"
She waxed thoughtful while Charity
searched through her lingerie. You
must never wear anything that isn't
strictly tailored. Even in evening
clothes. And you must stick to gay
colors. Rose, green. yellow-henna
would be okay on you, too, II you'd be
careful of the shade.
you're real type. with your. oval
face and black hair-and those bangs
make you look like an odd little indian
doll. Except, of course, for your white
skin You're the fairest skinned gal
ever set eyes on You have the sort of
eyes that colors will do things to-.
That's one advantage with gray eyes
Icons"
Charity listened with deepest interest.
She stood meekly while Billie slipped
the dress over her head. When she
slipped into black satin evening pumps
and stepped over to the mirror she
gave a glad gasp of surprise Her hand
went to her heart in little gesture
OF happiness.
The gown fit her like a glove. The
front was straight; in princess RING IS ,ef eHeGe- 1
But the ivory of her skin cleaned Sc
sparklingly against the soft Spring
green that Charity felt pride rather
than embarrassment. 1t was as plain
as any gown could possibly be. But
the cut and the workmanship were a
work of art. Billie watched Charity
excitedly, waiting for her verdict.
Charity turned slowly several times
before she spoke wonderingly:
Am I-I?"
Billie hugged her rapturously. You
am. Oh, darling, you're gorgeous!
TIL lYa H2rpfIllV-Qnd llge
a little green eye shadow over your
eyes When you get under the dining
room lights you'll be ravishing."
oh" Charity suddenly remem-
bered, what will you put on?"
"Pool!' Billie snapped her fingers.
"I don't care if go down in an old
gingham wrapper. I'll just wear the
same dress l had on last night
should worry"
you're sweet" Charity gave her
new friend a tender little smile OF
gratefulness. II didn't know there were
any girls like you. Youre-so unset
fish
Billie wrinkled her little nose in her
typical grin. I'm just trying to burn
some of these tabby cats up. And
oh, are they going to sizzle when they
see YOU walk into the dining room?"
Billie had put the finishing touches
to Charity's makeup and brushed her
black hair until it lay shining against
her head, when a knock came on the
door. 1t was Batch asking if he could
see Charity. Billie closed the door to
push the protesting Charity into a
corner and whisper demandingly:
You'll see him-and see him here
In your boudoir~ It's quite proper!
And I have very definite reason for
telling you to-"
Billie opened the door to nervous
Batch in evening clothes, his heavy red
curly hair still damp from his ducking
in the sound Charity sat down on
the chaise lounge, her knees suddenly
weakening under her. But Batch had
scarcely crossed the room when she
realized from his uneasy manner that
she had the advantage. All fear and