Evening Star Newspaper, February 1, 1927, Page 36

TAR. WASHINGTON, D. €., TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 1, 1927, L 88 . 'HE EVENING ~ had confided in Cecily! JUDY'S MAN ashington's Social Whirl Background of This Fascinating Love Story. 1927, by tAe Penm Publishing Co THE STORY THUS FAR. in stence with her Bohe: Darents. Jac Barien, » agr Hittis e Fuwr © time. “istful Judy. who continues to o a years bring her comme it not artistic, success as_a designer of clay toys d_ormaments. They bring. too. Tommy son of @ rich \Westerner, wio works on a Washington newspaper. and loves Judy | ws (0 20. ia Jilted by Cicely | rl. beowuse he | the smo Sebing tn e an her artificial ex- | istence. n at an exhibit of her mothy motures Judr meets Jack again. a soobisti- | but_not completer svoiied. He intense) Cicely staris | 5, _and moe Toen copes i sorrow for Judy. | d. Tomu:y goes. pominaily aped to her. ihough she does not ea ot - age him. Jack goes. without snv open ox- | preasion of love for her. but followed br ber | silent affection. He is reporied lost and the ady hig betrothed. take s bomp despile he: | rotests. _ (Continued from Yesterday's Star.) Judy and Cecily. HE stood up, clutching the siatue | of Jack. All of her love for| Mrs. Darien had only made| S this dreadful, lying caricature! Why? Wh | from deep Wi a0 thing answered her. Because her own soul was black with lies, deceits. She had put into her work that which was herself! i Lost! She was lost! Lost forever!| And upon the shrine of hier feeling for AMrs. Darien she had flung the mud of her own sins! She had violated all that Mrs. Darien had meant to her by this plece of work! | The rustle of the leaves above her | head was like a ghostly laughter mocking her. She dropped the figure as she might have dropped a loath. some worm. Still the trees laughed | at_her. With cold terror in her soul she ran| toward the hou Biindly, tears running down her | cheeks, Judy fled, stumbling against the brambles and the underbrush, tearing her dress on sharp twigs, bruising herself Out of the woods she stopped to get control of her nerves. She dared mot appear befors Honey in such a dis- traught condition. And then she caught sight of Honey coming toward her over the gentle siopes of lawn. “I was just comiug to get you, Jude,” Honey greeted her. Her glance upon Judy was curous and under it Judy flushed nervously “Miss Lorimer—Cecily here to see you.” “Cecily Lorime: And Lorimer is Judy was puzzled. Why should Cecily Lorimer seek her out? Perhaps Cecily had discovered that she was an impostor! Perhaps she had come to expose her! hat more likely than that somewhere in Cecily's crowd should be the girl Jack Darien had loved! Perhaps this girl Judy felt herself wavering as she walked. Her thoughts kept bitter pace with her steps. “The way of the | transgressor is hard.” Who had said that? Well, he had been right! Very, very right! ler way was thorny, in- deed! And beset with fears. | She went straight o the reception room. Unsmiling, she advanced upon Ceclly. “How do you do?” she said, tone- lessly, and she did not hold out her hand. In her very first straight look at Cecily, however, Judy realized that the other girl was as ill at ease as herself. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked at Judy from eyes that seemed 10 have forgotten sleep, so tired they 'm glad to see you,” Judy said slowly. “IJ—I wonder if you will be glad to aee me—when you know why I have come.” Cecily’s tone was as passion- | bra: lens as Judy's. And at the sound of it Judy shrank. She a momen:, struggling for centrol. “You have come—on busi- ness?” she asked at last. “Oh, do sit down!” Oecily cried al- most petulantly. “We look like an- tagonists when we stand facing each other this way!" Judy shrank into a chair and Cecily chees one facing hers. Just for an is stant Judy’s glance took in the room back of Cecily, the wide windows and through them the sweep of lawns. Slowly her eyes traveled to the tree- tops as theugh hoping to find strength in them. She had a sense that she had come to a parting of the ways, that from the instant Cecily began to speak to her, all this beauty would be lost to her. She sighed, a small, tired sigh. “Well?"” Ceclly twisted her gloves nervously in her fingers and kept her eves bent on them. 4 “I think the truth will be best be- tween us,” she said, in a low, painful voice. “I hate to say the things I am going to say. They will hurt you!” Judy’'s mouth twisted in a bitter smile, “I can bear them,” she said steadily. “In the first place 1—I was—en- gaged to Jack—before he met you!” Judy put her hand up to her face. “Well?” Cecily drétv a long breath. “I'm glad you take it like that!" she sald in a relieved tone. “I've dreaded tell- ing you that most of all. Of course, he aidn't love me. That was the trouble. I knew it. In fact, I knew it from . the very beginning and wouldn't admit it to myself. ut by and by I found that I couldn’t get along with just that sort of feeling. Not all my life, at least! So—I broke the engagement! You see, I'm nqt sparing you a bit In the telling of this, But by and by you'll see why I have to be 8o truthful with you. I returned his letters and his ring. And the very instant he knew he was free he must have found you. And any one who knows Jack will know that he must really have loved you since he—won “Because he would have Lo work to win you. I can tell that about you. ‘There's & sort of fine dignity to you. You're real. He must have seen at once. And he went to work to win vou. And Jack only worked for the things he wanted—desperately.” Through set lips Judy forced herself to reply to Cecily. “It is—very kind | of you to come and tell me this,” she | said. | I don’'t mean to be kind. 1In fact part of me hates you! I told vou was going to be dreadfully frank.” “I don't blame you for hating me!” Suddenly Judy leaned forward. Her face lighted vividly. “But vou needn't have hated me. Jac] She was leaping forward to confessi leaping gladly, madly! Now she woul be free of this ugly, this hideous, im- possible burden! She must tell this girl! She couldn't go on letting Cecily he hurt, Cecily who had truly loved Jack! But Cecily's wide eyes stopped her. ‘Jack?” She laughed a littie. ‘But i don't hate you because of Jac! 1 10ld you I broke the engagement. 1 did love him at first, but I am proud and when I found he didn't care anough to try to hold me I stopped loving him. I'm hot talking about him.” ell, what are vou talking about, n?” Judy was honestly purzied. “Why should you hate me?'’ Ceclly leaned forward. Her eves were very cold and straight. “I've ian Ji boy, is ided and | I childheod e meets | of his young gayety, a thrust of clear, and Official Life Are the BERGER. 1t came to Judy that this was ex- actly what she had been expecting! ‘ommy Carter was not dead! She had a surge of happiness at the thought unselfish joy that the darkness and coldness of the grave had not dimmed Why, Tommy mmy could come back to his beloved Washington, to blue and tarnished. silver of his Washington! Come back and laugh and live! Illow glorfous! He would come back! Back—to her! And; t that she went dizzy, ! Why, he| couldn’t come back to her. She didn't love him! She couldn't marry him! She wouldn't! And with this thought came memory of her position! Tommy would find her as the heroine of a romantic story! And he would know il was a lie. She stood up quickly. “Allve”" said, In a voice quick with trouble “8it down! said Cecily, in a hard tone. “I haven't finished with you! Judy sat down, dumbly, obediently. “T've always wanted to be real! And being real is caring enough for things to fight to get them!” Ceclly’s tone was low, but a sort of triumph rang through its velvet softness. “I'm fighting for something I want. &nd the only way I know how to fight is to make You answer some questions. What are vou going to say to Tommy Carter about your engugement to Jack Darien?" Judy did not answer “How can vou tell him” You think Idon't see exactly what happened, but I do. You were engaged to Tommy. Then Jack Darien came along and swept you off your feet. And Tommy went to war and you put off telling him the truth. Well, now what are you golng to do about it?” ‘It wasn't like that!" Judy sald pas nately ‘Were you engaged to Tommy when he went away?’ Cecily's tone was sharp, cold. “Did you ever tell him the trut she No. “‘Well, what are you going to tell him now?"" Judy sat suddenly erect. ““That will lie between Tommy and me,” she said. Cecily shook her pretty head in its trim, smart little hat. “You think so, but it won't!” she said firmly. “That's where I come in. I mean to know what you are going to tell him. I have @ right to know. I told you being real was fighting for what yvou want. I want Tommy. Now, will you tell me?" Judy's volce trembled as she started to speak, but it steadied rapidly. “I— I've led & pretty muddied sort of life, haven’'t 1?” She sighed. “I'm sorry. I wish I could undo it all, but, of course, I can't.”” “And you're right. You're entitled to know what I mean to do about Tommy. I can only tell him the truth ‘What eise is there to do?” “Do you love him?" Judy shook her head sadly. “No. I never really did. I tried to, but I couldn’t.” “But he loved you?" Judy saw the pain in Cecily’s ey knew what the question cost her. “He didn’t love me. Not reall she maid gently. “It wasa sort of in- fatuation. That was all.” ““Then—then it be a there migh chance that he would like me?" “I don’t see why not. But, are you sure of your feeling for him?” It ‘was Judy’s turn now to ask questions. “So sure that it will break my heart if he doesn't care for me. 1 know he'’s poor, but I'd live in a one- room shack with him if he'd ask me. I know what my people will say, but it doesn’t matter to me any more than the rain outside when you're in where it's safe and warm. And that is where I would be if he ever cared for me.” She stood up and made a sudden, ve, swrendering gesture. “You see, I am bold. I am different from you. I want to give and I'm not afraid to say so. The chances are Tommy won't like that as much as he does your quiet, lovely indifference. ‘I can See where that would set a man quite crazy. But if he can't have that he might find my sort of love comforting, at least.” She gave a little laugh, mirthless and touched with bitterness. MI'm so shameless that I don't care any more about that than I do about his being poor.” “But he's not poor!” Judy said. And suddenly her face crinkled with chief. “He has e st it ¥ le 8 an . Your people won't mind in the least!” For an instant a little shadow dark- ened Cecily’s lovely eyes, her shoulders drooped. “I'm sorry!” she said. “That is, I'm almost sorry. Somehow T wanted it to be very hard—my marry- ing him! I'd like to have had to give up things for him!" And on the in- stant of her pathos she gave a deli- clous laugh. “I'm talking of Ing him and he doesn’t even yet know but What he’s engaged to you!” A moment more, and she looked at Judy darkly. “I'll never forgive you if you've hurt him!” she cried. “i think you've been beastly to him!” Suddenly Judy laughed. In spite of her heavy heart she falt almost happy in Cecily’s hope of Wwppiness. “You ought to thank me for not loving him!” she cried. “Were those letters in the paper, the letters to “The Girl Back Homs," ‘were they written to you?” Jult'l‘y hushed. “I don’t know!” she ted. “If they were,” Ceclly said slowly, “he will never love me! Never! There was real love in those letters for the #irl he was writing to! “Sometimes—" she paused, looked way wistfully, *“sometimes I used to imagine they were written to me! Oh, I know it was foolish! You can laugh if you want to. But I said to myself that if he were writing to you directly there was no reason he should pour his heart out in the paper for the world to see—unless he was trying to reach a girl he didn't dare write them to! I know it sounds absurd when I say it that way—but I sometimes thought it might be that way.” She looked at Judy, pleadingly. Judy could only shake her head. *1 don’t know!” "she repeated. “I wish I dd. It would make things so much simpler. But T don’t know!” " (Continued in Tomorrow's Star) Reported for Dismissal. Dismissal from the Metropolitan po- lice force of Motor Cycle Officer Jesse A. Barnhart was recommended to the Commissioners yesterday by the police trial board. The policeman was tried ing a complaint by his wife, Mrs, Char- lotte A. Barnhart. . . 1 Off in- 3 Minutes "Three minutes ends the toughest, most painful corn or callous when you use Shur-off. 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