The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1919-10-07

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would sound to the keen lawyer whose
life had been spent among men who
did not do things from honest mo-
tives.
When she reached the great office
building her courage almost failed her
but, setting her will, she entered.
She went into the outer office, and
without realizing the stir she made
among the clerks as she came into the
busy office atmosphere looking like a
wild rose strayed from some garden,
she found herself guided by a polite
young man to the waiting room.
She was one of three girls waiting.
Her wonder as to their errands there
was quickly ended when she heard one
of them say, "Pm going to make try
for the Job even If l don't make good
afterward."
1t dawned upon Marion that the
girls were applicants for a position as
stenOgrapher or secretary to Colwell.
A binding thought made her CULVER.
She had prepared herself for secre-
tarial work In order to aid her father.
COlwell did not knAw her nor did any
else In the district A wild, rash plan
formed In her mind; she, too, would
apply for the position. and perhaps
perhaps she could secure the fatal pa
pers which alone could convict her ia
Their.
Shivering slightly with nervousness,
she watched the girls go in and come
out depressed. Then her turn came.
She stepped into the quiet office
'bravely, and found herself courteously
seated and then scanned quickly. She
had never been near enough to see his
eyes; she found them grave. searching,
with the thought of his mind hidden.
He asked her the usual questions and
then gave her some dictation. With
trembling but skilled fingers she wrote
and afterward typed the matter. She
watched him, half praying, half hop
ing he would reject her, for she sensed
that he was favorably impressed
He looked up with his gray eyes. IF
you wish the position it Is yours,
Miss ----"
Quickly Marion breathed the name
she had already sent in to him
Marion Lane"
She was soon at work beside him,
and through that fated afternoon she
came In touch, for the first time, with
a personality so strong that it mas
tered her. When the afternoon ended
he turned to her with a friendly word.
you are very capable. Miss Lane.
aud If you viii tell me more about
about yourself | would like to make
you my secretary" he said, his gray
eyes upon her.
She shook her head, frightened
Really, there Is nothing to tell"
His words disturbed her If she was
to be his stenographer she would not
have the opportunity to secure the
damaging paper; as his secretary she
would. But evidently before giving
her the position of trust he wished to
know more about her.
To her surprise the next morning
she found herself doing a secretary's
work. Her hopes rose again; she
would get those papers.
The week went by. Her fathers case
was approaching trial. She caught her
self wondering. now and then. If she
had not better tell Colwell the whole
story-her own action-who she was.
She felt sometimes as if she simply
must go to him. Her thoughts were
often with him; memories haunted her
after working hours-memories of his
, face. his ways; and suddenly the truth
came.
Her face crimsoning though she was
In the shelter of her own room; she
tried TO drive the thought away. II do
believe am in love with him-oh, the
idea of 1t the man who may send IA
Their to prison"
She fought bravely, but when she
found on her desk bunch Of roses the
next morning she all but wept into
them. 1t was just his customary
thoughtfulness. yet 1t meant more than
that to her
Then came the crisisl The next
afternoon she saw him take some pa