The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-10-26
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, tual. And watching Ardath bo. ing quietly dumb. It wasn't the usual kind of "duEnbness," Jill was admitting to herself. Ardath looking silently ct the pictures out of her strange eyes was perhaps registering more than the artic. ulate Patty.
 The main thing was that Patty was really impressed and her In. telligent interest was heartening to Alan.
 That young man Is in Q devil of Q hole trying to buck this town without friends and without money" Patty said to Jill later at her apartment. Ardath Holm had gone to her room, He told me he had left his home because he had to leave 1t. Whatever that may mean. Anyway, he looks aS though he has had some bad breaks, and I'm afraid therell be more of theIn."
 Don't you think he has Q chance here9"' Jill queried anx. iously.
 "He may be heavens own gift to the art world, and I'd still bet lc hasn't c chance to earn three square meals a day unless he gets in Q better place, where MT. and Mrs. Money.bagS can peek in. It won't help much if you and I and maybe the folks across tho hall drop in to cheer him on, will it9"
 No" Jill admitted, slowly '"rhe thing to do do, Patty, Is to sell Q picture"
 How long do you think Sl00 or even S200-and I'm boaSting tho possibility-would last7"
 But Patty" Jill exclaimed, good pictures bring thousandsi'
 Not from any unknown paint. or. My dear, when dld you IIla- triculate In klndergarten2"
 Properly subdued, Jill bc. came inarticulate. But her brain was functioning. A plan was grow. ing. It had started out as Q germ planted In her mind by c chance rec mark of her own. The thing to do is to sell c picturel
 The next time she SOW Alan was c date.
 He had invited her to lunch and they had gone to Miss Lan- casters. She had gone to meet him In Q taxi. There were no night shadows to hide c. swami. roadster, that was damning evi- dence against her.
 She was glad, now, that Alan had not remembered the name John 1T. Wentworth" which she had 50 carelesSly given him tho day she arrived home. lt was c name that stood for the ultra in the order of things he despiscd Some day he would nave to know But not until Inc knew her better and realized that she cared Aa little as Iie for elaborate living.
 Meanwhile, he must sell that Alter tho luncheon, Jill wen, straight to her fathsr's office. one7" Y" '''H W ,'T
 Jill thought her fathers voic, sounded c little tired. How gro, his hair was, with tho light iron the window falling on it. Unde his keen eyes there were nev WfinkiAa
 why" Jill thought with D, surge of tenderness, dads gettinI old"
 T was wondering, dad" ,Jil said, going directly to the point if. if ! I could be terribly sxtrava
 She saw the surprise in her ss thers eyes.
 T gather you aren't talkinl about parties and clothes. It mus be something very special.
 Tt b very special" Jill replied Dad, I want to buy c picture. really grand picture, and I wan to pay big price for it.",
 You WANT to pay . big pric, AOE lbs
 "Yeg."
 Hmm. 1s this artist . friend?
 "Yes."
 "A nan?"
 she nodded. Dad, could have 930007"
 John Wentworth studied JiliI face. Brains and beauty. Yes, h, could trust his lovely girl.
 He must bc a1 cxtroardinar' young man," her Stepfathcr tcaScd Ito have c beautiful girl wantinl to play Santa Claus. You won pay him c cent less than 13000?'
 No, I won't" Jill smiled c him. T don't mind paying toi prices for what 1 want. And want this more than anything fl the world" p,,
 T used to think you wer1 Scotch" MT. Wentworth said never wanting to spend as inucl