The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1925-12-09

Every Man Is in Love With His Stem
ographer-Or His StenOgrapher Is
in Love With Hin" Says a Student
of Human Nature.
1s H True? Read Beatrice
Burton's AnstOer


ELoSSIE was standing before
her mirror. looking at some
thing in a tiny white box. On the
dresses beside her was vase with
red roses that filled the air with
their heavy perfume. Mary Rose
said in a dull, heavy tone
know that he brought them here
himself this afternoon. And not
only that, but the whole street
knows it. It was the first thing
/ heard on my way home to.
night!''
Her anger suddenly blazed out,
as q. tongue of flame spurts from
glowing ashes. You're q thor
oughly bad girl, Flossie Middle
toni she said. nice girl
wouldn't have two words to say
70 q man like Mr.. Dexter.
Flossie threw out her little
white hanls. Now, what was
there was awful about it," she
asked. ST played the piano and
sang to him, and there wasn't
o thing out Of the way! You're
% suspicious!
Mary Roses gaze fell on the
little box that she held in one
OF her hands. It was jewelers.
box!
CHAPTER XVII
Mary Rose held out her hand.
Lets see what you have there!
she asked.
But Flossie shook her blonde
head, and put her hands, with
the box in them behind her back.
ssNo. I won't, Nosey." she be-
ran. and then she seemed to
change her mind. She looked de-
family at Mary Rose with her
liquid blue eyes, and her full red
HDs straightened into a thin line.
All right, look at It! What do
care2" she handed over the box
with defiant movement Of her
hand
Mary Rose opened It. Slowly
she took out the ring that was
inside, on a little cushion OF
eream-colored velvet. It was a
nlatinum Ybaad that held a single
square jewel-a star sapphire.
voorhees,, she held 1t in the
Dalm OF her hand-aild it winked
up at her like a beautiful. wicked
eye.
ssMr. Dexter gave It to me be-
cause it's the color Of my eyes,
FIossfe said, smiling at herself In
the mirror. She leaned across the
top of the dresser, with Its pretty
Hitter of bottles and powder boxes
and studied her face.
my eyes are about the color
of that stone" she added. But
90 long as he was going TO buy
me a ring, I'd rather have had
q diamond
Mary Rose stood looking down
at the ring.
She had heard OF rich men VINO
had pursued pretty young girls
with their attentions, Out she
never believed them. She was
sure such things didn't happen
except in the movies and In dime
novels.
But here the thing was happen Z
ing under her very eyes. AND
she didn't know what to do about
it-didn,t know how to stop It.
Youth and Beauty
az wonder If it's very expen-
1--we" FIossie said, and held out
her hand for It. But Mary Rose
merely closed her hand down
over the ring.
ssIm going to take it back to
him. She made up her mind
In an instant.
8. She must take It back to
Dexter this very night. She
must let him know that her sister
wasn't the kind Of girl who took
rings from married mem
And before the startled Flossie
could stop her, she was out OF
the house and on her way to the
handsome residence Of Hilary H.
Dexter.
It was a half.mile or so away
on the slope Of Sloane street, set
far back from the sidewalk, in a
miniature grove of evergreens.
Its windows were glowing, and
as Mary Rose walked up the
driveway she could hear music
from within.
Here's a man with q beautiful
home, wife and children, every,
thing to make him happy" she
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