The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-08-10
ny HELEN WElSHlMeR
CAST OF CHARACTERS

JUDITH lRNlNS, heroine' NJ"
erica's best dressed woman.
PHILIP IRVING, Judith's es'
tranged husband. -, 9.
MARTA ROGERS, Judith'' RI
val.
dith's old elassmate.
MILLICENT BAYNE, Bruce $
Protege.
Yesterday: Judith arrives back
:, New York. arouSes PhiIS ire
because of her reported romance
with Bruce. She agrees to meet
Phil the next day. But Marta Is
on hand. too.
CHAPTER NJ
Judith nodded and spoke 10
Marta who had SO patiently come
70 the couturier's TO guard
AGAINST any privacy that she
might possibly share with Phil at
LIncb-time. She realized that
Marta was not subtle, not dlpio-
matte. She thrust herself on fniI
at times when her absence wOuIu
have pleaded her case far more
elOQuently.
The attendants were hurrylng
with new designs, new moIeiS'
and Judith surrendered herself 10
their allurementS. She ordere"
rcckleSSly. laviShly. -,
She had enough money IN ner
own private account TO care tor
the bills S.tc" I'll, clothes must
be her medium of earning ner Nv
inc now. She knew, though. that
II WAS a desire TO finish the fash
ION parade, if finish IL she must,
in a burst of glory that prompted
the shopping expedition. Her IN
nate honesty would not let her DC
deceived.
When the measuring and check
ing of materials had ended she
decided 20 call Mark Price and
tell him of her return. To hef
surprise. Mark Prices warm. wei
comeing voice made no mention
of her status in the fashion world.
He made an appointment with
her. welcomed her back. and told
of the progress of his work. Hard
" had she hung up, when an at
tendant raped on the door, In
response 20 Judith'S Come IN,
she opened il to admit tall fig
ure in gray tweedS.. -.
"Phil" Judith said. II was ldl-
otto for her heart 20 bounce IKE
a rubber ball. She tried TO quiet
il by saying. namely: You re
looking well.
He wasn't looking well. His face
was thinner. tired, and his eyes
were baffled,
YOU'RE - gorgeous" he said.
He did not look at the dress
though. "Oh. Judy, it's good to
have YOU back" For a moment
ne had forgotten that their meet
ings now. were only transient at
fairs. Judith realized. Ready!
He smiled down at her. Where
shall we lunch?"
aF
Judith named favorite lunch.
con place, one where they had
gone many times in the past. She
wondered how Phil had evaded
Marta. Perhaps ne had begun 10
realize the futihtv of any lasting
happiness with Marta. His next
words banished the entire idea,
"Mind if Marta goes, too? l
asked her last night. She's out
side" -,
"NIarta? No. not at all
So Phil. rather than escaping,
was so deeply enmeShed in his
devotion or love or infatuatlon
that he would commit an act
clearly of bad taste, TO please
Marta, Pudith decided 20 have
SOUP and coffee and escape quick
IL. She kept the conversation
moving swiftly in a light VEN.
She realized that Marta had been
defeated in some purpose when
she sought.
The next days were crowded,
and finally came the night OF the
STYLE show. Mark Price had not
mentioned her identity to Judith,
though she was sure that ne must
know who she was. Judith mad
been present at a private dress
rehearsal, asking that she be per-
mitted TO miss the general one.
No one but Mark Price and his
filters knew that she was appear
ing.
Her first ensemble was a blue
dinner gown, Sevelte and close
fitting. made of hundreds OF
plaits that were sharp and def
mite. Now. at the verge of the
stage. her courage left her. How
could she ahve accepted such a
role? What imp had possessed
her TO do this? The mnsic re-
peated its cue. She must go on.
She knew that the silence, at
first, was a tribute to the crea-
ton. 1t lasted a little too long
Amazement threaded 1t, some
body gasped. A sound IKE a
breeze in field stirred the audi
ence. Then there was applause
wild and tumultuous and approx
ing. .r. -, I,a;.h
"Damn, she's got nerve" judith
heard q mans voice say. Nv,
"Mighty good publicity; Why
didn't / think of it," she heard a
woman's voice, and her eyes
flickered. even so briefly. IN the
direction of the sound. The words
= came from a woman who had
been n clothes rival last year.
She wondered if Marta had
come. And Phil. She mustn't
think. Walk TO music, she COM
manded herself. This is your job.
Down the ramp, down, down,