The Washington times., 1925-12-24
Every Man Is in Love With His Stem
ographer-Or His StenOgrapher Is
in Love With Him, Says Student
of Human Nature.

IL noon Mary Rose Went uotne.
II Flossie was just leaving the
house with Sam in the Wheezer.
They were going to drive to
town thirty miles away to dance
and have supper, and then drive
home by moonlight. At least
thew hoped there would be moon.
Sans face shone as IL he were
In the seventh heaven. but Flossie.
n her brown linen suit and tan
felt hat. looked sulky but beautl-
fui. She did not speak to Mary
Rose.
A. o'clock Tom Fitzroy tele-
nhoned. "Im going to take you
ant and buy you a four-course
meal. somewhere. he said. SO
nut on the old glad rags. and III
shake leg to get there IN ABOUT
ten minutes. Wen have q nice,
long evening
He came. bringing a bunch OF
violets with dew on tn m.
s.They're like your eyes. ne SAID
awkwardly and blushing SO that
every freckle stood out like
headlight. It was hard Tor Tom
to say graceful things.
All during supper. which they
ate downtown in an street res
taurant, he was trying to say
something. And afterWard as
they walked down the street,
looking in the shop windows
filled with their colorfIl, glitter
ing wares, he finally managed to
say it.
They were standing before a
window filled with furniture-thc
kind Of furniture that every girl
dreams of having some time in
her dream house little painted
tea wagons with luster cups and
saucers on 1t, big, deep divans OF
soft velvet with silk cushions
stacked upon it: Chinese rugs,
the gayest of cretonnes.
An Answer
well buy all our stuff here,
when we start fixing up our
house. eh?" he asked, his hand
holding hers in . tight, warm
clasp.
.sour laouse?' innocently asked
Mary Rose. who knew exactly
what he meant.
"Sure, when we're m-a-double-
r-i-e-d," he answered. and she
said no more, but turned and
walked down the sidewalk to the
place where his car was parked.
Later that night, when he was
saying goodnight. he brought tie
inevitable subject up again.
You've put me of long enough
on this marrying thing. Mary
Rose" he said, and his eyes,
searched her face. She would not
look at him.
must know. Tt must be Yes
or No. tonight, dear" he told
her. And he put out his hands
and drew her toward him.
Chapter xxx
His face was close to hers-so
close that his eyes looked enor.
NOUS as they searched hers. and
she could feel his breath on her
cheek as she turned her head
away frowning. She drew back
in his tight hold.
Il can't talk while you hold me
like this" she said breathlessly.
And at that he let her go.
You mean I'm tc take you or
leave you now. tonight" she
asked. and he nodded. Don't you
think that's silly? Why can't we
go on being the best friends in the
world. as we've always been?
Why does this marrying business
always have to keep bobbing up
between us?"
He stopped her with a look.
Listen, Mary Rose, when man
cares for a woman he wants her
wants to marry her. live with her.
See what mean?''
She thought she saw.
friendships fine thing in Its
way" Tom went on, leaning
against the mantel-pfece, put it
doesn't go between me and you.
Either you marry me, or / get
out. / can't stand much more of
this halfway stuff. It's no more
fair for girl to keep a man
hanging around than il is for
man to run around with a girl