Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1916-01-24

rious processes. To Rodney as always,
this morning and every morning, she
was a vision of loneliness, refresh
ment for tired eyes.
"Ah, you're herey' he said joyfully.
"Now everything's all right. It's a
great world"
Don't be silly said Mary briskly.
'"This is business Office"
by George, Mary began Rodney
again.
"Miss Grayson" corrected Mary.
"By George, Miss Grayson, you do
look simply stunning. You're twice as
pretty today as you were yesterday,
and tomorrow you'll be-
"Hey, hey, change the record, or put
on a~soft needle" put In Peale good
naturally. Mary rewarded him with
her approval.
"Quite right-in business hours only
business" she said.
But you certainly are the prettiest
thing" persisted Rodney.
sam II" said Mary.
| WELL" said Peale: ''it looks to me as
If you two We're going to play another
! u
business. Exit advertising manager up
stage" he laughed, going out.
by George, Mary, it seems hun
dred years since yesterday. do love
you," Rodney began again, when they
were alone.
do you really?"
"Why, Of courser'
ut isn't that you're just in love with
love-" suggested Mary with u thought
full look, land that I've been very blue
eyed and baby facedY'
II should say not" protested Rod
| ney. why, you're not bit like that"
ooh! Why do you love me, then?"
II don't know"
You see?" said Mary accusingly.
II mean, Why does anybody love any
body ?" Rodney expounded. II can't
explain. It's just that you're you.
guess. can't talk the way they do in
books wish could. All know
is that If you left here I'd quit too.
I'd just want to walk around after
! you all the reS of my life and say.
Are you comfortable, my love7 Are
| you happy?' If there is anything on
the wide earth you want let me get it
! for you, Mary. What wonderful
name that is-just like you. simple and
honest and beautiful. Mary!'
| And you really love me like that?"
asked Mary.
"No. million times more.''
ooh. Rodney, Rodney" she said. al.
| most crying
whats the matter?" asked her low
er anxiously. You love me too. don't
your
at means lot to me to see you sue
ceed,' sighed Mary.
But it isn't just the success, just
the money, is it," queried the boy.
Mary paused awhile and then an
tswered, mo, !, don't thinksit is"
"Then when will you marry me?' he
began eagerly.
Not in business hours
Every well, Wen wait till after g."
"No, you agreed not until you'd made
good.''
II know, I know. but it's mighty
hard to be engaged and not to be al,
lowed to kiss you. You won't even let
me come to see you-much. It's all
just business. Do'you love mey'
''Do you doubt that dog"
mo, but I'd like to hear you say
you do"
IT won't crafty your vanity. We
must stick to soap and advertising. Is
that understood?''
II suppose so, for today anyhow" he
agreed. then leaned over and kissed
her suddenly.
"oh, Rodneyr protested the secre-
tary.
They say stolen kisses are sweetest,
but don't think SO" he said, laugh
ing. They're SO darned short. Won't
you give me real one?"
Mary shook her head.
"No. Now to business"
Rodney sat down again with an air
Of resignation.
well. then If this Is business Of
flee what do you mean by not getting
down here till nearly 11?' he demand
ed sternly. He did not really think
she had been remiss. He was only
teasing her. Of course. he was the
optimistic one and knew things were
all right Peale had hypnotized him
with his advertising. magic.
It had been great fun reading the
ads. They had seemed so large and
conspicuous and inescapable. You
would have thought that every reader
Of the newspapers, every traveller in
the cars or buses in the special Sec
ton marked out by Peale for old Mr..
Martins benefit, would have ordered
10 Soap straightway next morning
whether they needed more toilet soap
or not Rodney had positively feel
ing of self consciousness as he walked
downtown in the morning. There was
a half formed thought In his head that
he might even be pointed at In the
streets as the president Of the great Is
Soap company. Now Mays grave
face and her aool ways when he would
have made love to her chased all such
business reveries into thin cir.
II WAS here at 81 SAID Mary.
II knew It. But where've You
Lheen ?" 81
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