The Washington times., 1937-12-22

smiled a little even while she drew
herself away.
That's all right, judd" she
said. I'm a pretty sensible girl
And, of course, I'll be your friend
I'll be watching you as you march
onward to success. But you really
don't need me, Judd. You don't
need anybody.
You're one of those few fortu'
nate people who could get along
if you didr': have a single friend.
No. I won't kiss you, Judd. A
kiss is going just little too far
for mere friends. I wish you
luck"
GLAD TO GO
So Judd went up to Chicago,
He was secretly glad to shake the
dust of Clarendon from his nice
new SIS dollar shoes. He cut off
all communication with it.
That is why he never knew that
Gwen went to bed for long time
and got up just faint echo of
what she orce was. A man can't
be bothered with things like that.
They are trivialitieS.
Judd kept all his promises. He
went into criminal law. He shaded
ethics a bit. Most criminal lawyers
do. They have to. He proved him
self marvellous.
He made a lot of money at it
because you can make a great
deal as criminal lawyer if you
know enough wrong people who
are in right.
But he did better than make
money. He made a reputation
as one of the really great criminal
lawyers in the United States.
The Grimstead case finally
thrust Judd into the spotlight as
national figure. He defended
Henry Grimstead, the wealthy
young playboy, who shot his wife's
lover.
The lover happened to be
Jacques Jackland, the interna.
tionally famous painter and the
trial held the front pages of the
newspapers for week. When Judd
won it, he was absolutely tops.
That was five years after he had
left Clarendon and suddenly he
was homeSick. There was no spe-
cial reason why he should have
been.
In all the time he was carving
and talking out his career in Chi
cago, he had not even once writ
ten to anyone there. He had not
even subscribed for the Claren-
don Free Press, the badly printed
daily.
He had come to deSpise Claren-
don and other small towns as
only small-town native can. But,
nevertheless, here he was pining
for the sight of his birthplace. He
went home.
HOME AGAIN
It looked about the same as
ever, only more so. 1t was dull
and uninteresting and a place a
smart man should avoid, but sight
of it warmed the cookies Of his
heart.
He got on the telephone and
called up Gwen, who was the real
reason for his coming home. She
gave him the first warmth he had
received.
Hanging around waiting for
evening, he went over to the court.
house and met Charlie Jeffers and
Bill Campbell and George Haight
three Of Clarendon's very best law
yers. They were glad to see him
. and professionally proud of him.
George congratulated him on mis-
foresight in leaving Clarendon fo1
the city because, George said
you'd never find as swell broad
as that in this dead town, and ever
if you did. you'd have to meet hel
down at the railroad tracks. Clar
! endon's small minded"
When he got out to Ovens thai
night, he was nearly knocked
down by a large St. Bernard dos
which was guarding two of the
swellest babies Judd had ever seen
Gwen was more beautiful thar
,, ever. He had an almost uncon
trollable desire to kiss her, but
!, Jim Rice, the hardware man she
, had married, weighed over 20(
= pounds and he was all muscle.
+ All the time Judd was at the
a house he kept watching him
). amusedly out of little pig eyes.
Gwen asked him how he was
! getting along. Did he find much
:. difficulty attracting clients? What
e branch Of the law was he follow
/ ing?
e He didn't tell her he was one Of
q the greatest criminal lawyers II
;, the United States because sud
denly it didn't mean a thing. Moth
v ing meant anything. Only this
, He wished he had stayed il
:. Clarendon and married Gwen.
He'd like to have those twt
d babies for his own. Then h.
u thought of something else. Tha
II night, just before he got on tn
1 train, he wired Ina GrimsteaC
10 He had to see her Immediately
He'd call on his arrival. H
1t ought, he told himself, to &c
,e something besides money out c
n his fame. He hoped Ina woul
ye get to like him a lot. He needle
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