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p e — CHAPTER LXIIL UDY awoke the next morning to a | certainty of something dreadful | about to happen, like & man_con- demned to be shot. Memory leaping on her, so that she winced and buried her sick face in | the pillow. This was the day Nick was sailing for China. She lay for long | moments, her throat aching with un. shed tears, whispering brokenly to her- “Oh . . . darling . . , don't leave . . don’t leave me. ., .” She didn't want breakfast. She stayed in her room, limp and beaten. Gray foz pressing in at the window . . . ay fog pressing in on her life. . It would always be like this, gray and cold and lonely. Nick was going away. Away to strange lands. And he would come back. Something would which would never return. the hillside yesterday been the'end. All of her life it d remain fixed in pein. A mem- . . . Nick leaving her—Nick van- ng among the live oaks. . . . Judy writhed in silent torment. pressed her face hard in the pillow. | mustn't miss the bus! Wished she had the strength to keep | she was away from Nick was an agony. it there until smothered in her body . . . y should die out of her mind. r Mme. Carter’s maid, the breath should be | Tap- the door late in the morning. | unseeing gaze out the window. wanted Miss Judy to come up | thoughts churned on—thoughts of the future. She | dream through which she moved auto- , if it was convenient. y winced from the idea, could talk to no one, not Joved old grandmother. her I'm ill S e in bed today. . . -aden hours going b; was the way they would pas Each hour bringing N Ire nearer. o ain. Just once. s she would not be able to hear could call his hotel by tele- She knew the hotel where he d when he was in the city. n her heart sank. Subterfuge! t 1d she gain? to each other that had not al- been said a dozen times? h to sa ready d begin to cry. . . . One o’clock. she wo! e o'clock. Mrs, Carter and Vera and Amy de- parted for g shower Marian Taber was giving for Amy. Madame's quarters. house was a great gray shell inclosure unhappiness and loneliness. Judy wan- dered like a disconsolate ghost through the rooms. The library . whispering above the n backsepf the books. . . . ... Dead was dead. ~ The Nick, vit: and the su vasegone. . . .Nick, dependab! brown-faced Nick sailing cut of her life. . . . ‘The resolution was born all at once. nd free, ite Wife looked at her sharply. Hesitated a trifle before he took the note. ning away with his brother. gray shadow over her mind. |it back fiercely. Isemlng of a deck, . .. | to the other side of the world . | sailing out of it all and herself in the cool night . . . | above and a whole new world around them. Never to be separated Nick’s arms, his dear, hard brown face | ae: loved ould keep them spart. | i© " wasmt wrong o run away! world—the _cynical, which didn’t care how one's heart could | ache. . . | fog now, her heels making sharp, ring- | She | ing clicks on the cement pavement. until this | the bus looming through the thin fog Settled herself in a seat and turned her n this be- | matically. lease tell | Keep seeing pictures of herself and . I'm going to | Nick in China. This | g the address of the Geary Street hotel If she could only hear | where Nick stayed when he was in In a | town. when she faced the desk clerk. Mr. Carter is in his room. Splendid! No—don't sister-in-law. . . ‘What had they |me. . . .” And | the elevator. the moment she heard Nick's voice on | haste upon her. The elevator crawled i —the hall was so long, stretching be- 3} . e for her . Each hour bringing sailing time | where she never seemed to make any progress no matter Tan. No sound came from |se knocked at the door. Footsteps— The great gray | the door opening. . . . Nick's astonished face looking down on her. . the clock | able to shed came in a flood. old-fashioned | clung to him, face buried on his breast, Dead. | crying silently. And when she was able . . . dverything in this house | to talk—when she put love in her heart was aside and groped for her handker- like the | chief— By N N Ann Forester Judy flung on her fur coat. Pulled a hat down over her bair. Snatched up the grip and ran down the steps. Leaving the old gray house for the last time. She had come in here as a bride . . . Stam's bride. She was run- The thought thrust itself like a great She thrust Thought about Nis . . Nick and herself on the lifting and Sailing away Nick stars Escape! ainst her own. . . . Oh, when people each other as she and Nick loved, It was wrong to live a lie for the sake of the indifferent world, Judy was almost running through the : She Every moment The highway—and the great bulk of She handed her grip to the driver. | Her The present was a strange . Don't think of it . . . Quaint_surroundings she and Nick adventuring to- ether . . . laughing . . . happy. . . . In the city she hailed a taxi and gave Trying to appear cool and poised | on | announce me—I—I'm his . I .. .he expects Heart pounding as she went up in The pressing nced of like thost bad dreams how hard she Nick’s room, . . . Suffocating . . . as FEI )5 THE SUNDAY STAR., WASHINGTON. 03 RUARY D. 7 | suiate today on what to do tn case 1t | tion will be carired out in three stages. becomes necessary to evacuate the city. | First Americans will be moved out ef EVACUATION PLANS SHORT DEATH CONFIRMED Consular authorities sent out registra- | danger zones into such public buildings ik COMPLETED BY U- s. tion cards on which each United States | 85 schools, churches and clubs. In the | MZ*W"OH"G}*;;‘KL 1"";““;1: 21 (M.—The Judy sank down on the bed in the The great steamer would move out into | |cltizen was asked to note his address, event that outlying districts become eau of the Chinese Na- rally un | J; the channel. - The gray city drop- | S | telephone number and other necess;ry‘zfmflm untenable, Americans living | tionalist government at Nank offi- cabin, her face chalky white but her | picopenind . . . China ahead . . .| : X g i there will be ¢ tof51n the GOWRS [ alle et & ; heart. beating fiercely, Beyond the | and she and Nick—escaped. . .. Americgns in Shanghai Get In- “El; american is being informea of | town sectic rd partof the (E4I aCT d lsfl“cefm ':tff.“ e‘o;:vl closed door—many le—laughter— structions to Be Followed in win 8. Cunningham ¥ The cabin doOr opening—a deck | the concentration point to which he |Plan provides removal of all high-called greetings steward’s Inquiring face. And behind | will report in case it becomes neces- | Americans to steamers within the har- | that Robert Short, American aviator, “Hey—Bill, bring me b Case of Emergency. p 'peering eyes of Mo sary to clear the city. | bor and to American properties on the | wag killed in an afrplare crash at tle sing-song s 0 | United States authorities emphasized | Other side of the river. Chow Pebruary 23, iy write, Helen—end send rrow—Mme. Carter Misses Her | | they did not think there was cause for | = In the meantim body believed to darin coat you promised Dinner.) | By the Associated Press. immediate alarm, but they did desire to | George don of Willesden, Eng-|be that of Short d_here under is our cabin—No—No! B SHANGHAI, Feburary 27.—American [have the American community fully|land, has just retired after having| direction of Chine: sthorities and is further down, = | residents of Shanghai received detailed | prepared in the event of need | driven a railway locomotive more than| American officials began an attempt to But in here if s & housing shortage. | andagirl. . . . “Ill fix it up with the | from the s o the deck. Shut | first officer,” Nick murmured. “I know | B oy it o him well. Thank God, I have & cabin | jng would sound. - Those unluck: to myselft—" ones staying behind would go ashore. nice lit- t was quiet, St instructions from the American con- If the emergency develops, the evacua- 3,000,000 miles. identify it. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday—You Are Invited to Attend of FOUNDATION GARMENTS! A Living Model Showing of the season’s smartest models by Eight Lecading Designers. MONDAY, TUESDAY AND WEDNESDAY AT 2:30 P.M. See the New “SENSATION” “ARTIST-MODEL” v “Sensation’ Makes You Comfortable In Your Most “Judy! Why—Judy . . .!"” And then the tears she had been ullh She | Nick’s arms “Nick . . . I couldn't help it . couldn’t go through with it. “What do you mean, Judy ! “To have you go—alone. Nick, take | Attractive Moments! —A beautiful foundation gar- ment made of that remarkable Supple-Spun Fabric (Lastex) that stretches up, down and around to fit you individually and perfectly . . . 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They | have each other. That much | d get out of life ... let it | it might. Let tongues in her room, flinging things ¥You. T overnight bag in a frenzy. . . it wouldn't close. She clothes out on the floor. 3 a nightrobe and negligee and | Toflet articles in feverish impatience. g0 . . . clothes . of clothes now. boat, matiered now was Nick—geiting to N .. Four-thirty . . scribbled a note, put it in an | beside her tear-wet one. . . . Called Pon. | loved me, Nick.” pe and sealed it. “Give this to Mr. Carter when he Te- | turns this evening. To no one else, | Pon. To Mr. Carter, you under- stand. . . | Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes blazing. For once the imperturbability | of the China boy was pierced. He $4.75 to $8.50 group of modern styles. She would have | know. hear, Nick? ters to me but you! Flung them | kerchief. Ended by | serious in my life—if ever I realize . . . a |now. - Please believe me. Her mind brushed | —coming up here in ¢he bus—and I, Oh— | know | - . she couldn't don't care. What other people say will | never She could manage somehow on the ' She struck her breast. One always managed, . . . What | I . get up there | DOW, pressing Special Clearance of Eyeglass Frames $3. —You'll probably find the frame you want in this I can’t stand it. I don't care what it | means—maybe Stan will diyorce me to . . . to save his face, you ' ut I don’t care. Nothing mat- ters but you. I don't care—do you I don't care. Nobody mat- 1 want you—take | me, Nick. Don't leave me behind. Please—please—" “Oh, darling, do you think I want then “Then take me!” “But Judy, it's social You don't realize— She was suddenly calm, Mopping her face with the wet ball of her hand- “Nick, listen! If ever I was suicide for i what all this will mean, I realize it | T've thought | what it means. 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