The Washington times., 1935-02-02

A stout Desdemona and an
angular hula dancer approached
the seats next to Stuart. He hast,
lily adjusted his mask and sank
back in the shadows. They took
the chairs and hemmed him in
"Who do you think1l get the
prize?" asked DeSdemona, spread
ing her skirts complacently as
she sat.
"That Standring girl. She al
ways gets everything-she's just
that kind"
"She didn't get much when she
married her husband" observed
Desdemona.
"Well-don't you remember the
story about the rich young man
who Tilted her? And how she
picked up this obscure artist?
1t was all in the papers. He's nice
enough, but he doesn't amount to
anything-just lives on her
money, you know"
Funny how a girl will be
choosy for years-and then pick
up a crooked stick at last"
"Oh, well-it won't last long
Those things never do"
Stuart rose determinedly. 81
beg your pardon" he said firmly
and squeezed through between
their chairs. AS he walked off
bells jingling on his fools cap
DeSdemona asked:
who's that man in motley?"
II don't know" frowned the
hula dancer. He needn't have
walked over us-thinks he's Sc
Important"
Mrs. Standring was at the dock
next morning, manifestly glad to
have them back. Sharlene was
bubbllng with excited pleasure at
all the familiar sights. AS soon
as Mrs. Standring got them home
she showed them eagerly the
changes she had made in the
house. She had had the large
attic in the north wing finished
for a studio for Stuart, and was
inordinately proud of the large
north window she had had put in
II haven't fixed it up yet
Stuart. I knew better than to clut
ter 1t with rugs and draperies
But ! had a laVatory put in here
see? And you can have couches
or anything you wish to make you
comfortable. III take you into
the storeroom later and you can
pick out"
THAT junky" scoffed Sharlene
"Stuart has to have beauty around
him, and, mother, this studio is
going to be the heart of the house
It's got to look right. Well go
down town and select everything
new-or perhaps antique"
Stuart put his arms about Mrs
Standings shoulders: you've
done nobly by me, Emily. The
north light-everything-is grand
And it's a real workroom. I can't
bear stuff around when I'm work
ing. think-just a couch to lie
on when I get lazy, and a chair
or two"
But Stuart" protested Shar'
lene, II want it charming-to
bring people up to tea"
They're not coming up here to
tea, Sharlene." He spoke with a
firmness she had never heard
from him before. This is a place
to work."
She was completely taken aback
and it was on the tip Of her
tongue to say: But it's my
house" Suddenly she was ap'
palled at how near she had come
to saying it, humiliated to think
that such an idea could enter her
mind.
stuart's flush showed that he
had read her thought as plainly
as If she had spoken 1t.
Far Apart
"Look here. dear" he said des
perately, I'D really like to sell
those pictures-get 'em into cir
culation you know. So I hope
you won't care to choose more
than one or two for yourself. II
isn't as If I wouldn't paint more
for yeu-you've got mighty
prolific painter in the house now!
I'll make muralS for you all over
the place"
IT won't let you! It isn't good
for you to grub all the time as
you used to. You can take time
to play. now. And I happen to
want these particular pictures. E. .
This gallery idea is rather 1ntriglG