The Washington times., 1925-11-24
DON'T MISS A WORD OF TT!
Every Man Is in Love With His Stem.
Ographer-Or His StenOgrapher Is
in Love With Him, " Says a Student
of Human Nature.
IL 1t True? Reed Beatrice
Burton's Answsr

MARY ROSE looked at him with
N1 grateful eyes. He always
would be like that--strong and
protecting and good. Wasn't she
q little fool not to jump at the
chance to marry him? Husbands
like Tom didn't grow on bushes.
to be had for the picking.
''You said 1t, Mary Rose. This
Is a wild place." he remarked
darlxly. ''I wouldn't have brought
you here IL I'd known what it
was like. But one Of the doctors
at the hospital said it was a. nice.
quiet place. Nice and quiet, We
godsip
He raised his finger and sum
moned the walter.
LET me take you out to the
back door," the man said, when
Tom had paid him and given
him a fat tip. It's raining hard,
and the back door is nearer to
your parking space. .
He led the way across the
crowded room, where the air
seemed to be thick with the smell
of smoke and perfume and rich
foods. to the long narrow hall
at the back OF the house.
Go down that hall and turn
to your right, he told them, and
went back to his table.
Half way down the narrow
hall. Mary Rose. suddenly came
to a stop. She seized Tom by
the arm sListeni" she said in
q kissing whisper. did you hear
that?''
Tom shook his head.-s'I didn't
hear anything he answered after
. moment.
what do you think you
heard2
'Flossie's voice." the girl an
swered TREMENDOUSLY Her eyes
weer fixed on the door of one of
the private dining rooms.
oh, fiddlesticksl You're imagin-
ing things, Mary Rose, because
you're tired and nervous. Come
along
They had reached the swinging
door that opened into the yard
when she suddenly stopped again.
Under the dim light that hung
there Tom saw that her face was
very white.
No" she said, I'm going back.
L know I heard Flossie's voice
IN that room. I'm sure she's In
there"
Tom put his arm around her
and drew her out into the rainy
darkness. Honey, you're crazy.
What would F1ossie be doing out
here in this dump?' he asked,
almost lifting her into his car.
You'll see, she'll be safe at home
IN bed when you get there"
lie jumped into the seat beside
her,
"Wait q minuter Mary Roses
voice was sharp. She leaned for
ward. trying to pierce the dark
ness with her eyes. She rubbed
the streaming windshield with her
hand.
tom, I want you to go over to
the corner Of the yard and see il
there's q big Dexter eight stand
ing there. VIII your she asked.
A Hunch
"I'll drive around that way on
our way out" Tom answered,
and started his motor. but
what's the big idea?"
The Dexter was still standing in
It's shadowy corner, its wet blue
sides and nickel trimmings gIeam-
ing in the glow from Toms
headlights. Mary Rose drew in
her breath quickly as he saw it.
Tom" she said, THAT car
belongs to Hilary Dexter"
Well. what Of it?'' Toms tone
was impatient. He wanted to get
away from the place, and out on
the Maryland roads, where he
could talk in peace to Mary Rose.
He has a right to come here,
hasn't he?"
II have an idea that Flossie
came out here in that car" the
girls voice went on unsteadily.
thought heard her voice in
one Of those little dining rooms
off the hall-and now I'm sure of
1t. Tom, I'm going back to get
her! She opened the door Of the
car and jumped out
Tom followed her into the inn.
They stood there in the narrow,
dimly lighted hall, straining their
ears for sound. From one OF
the little rooms there came 4
steady hum Of voices. Then a
girls high laughter.
A waiter came down the hall.
carrying a bowl Of cracked ice.
He disappeared.
Then there was silence.
Il don't know how you'd find
Flossie, even il you were sure she