The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-06-21
Business Kisses +"
By BEATRICE BURTON
Author of "Gloria, The Flapper Wife"
The names in this story are purely
referring to any particular person
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The names In this story are purely
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FLOSSIE and MARY ROSE MID
9 da1hsbeSs al 'w wdo predig notice BotS
OF them work for the Dexter AutomO-
bile Company.
MSS sSsS MAc aslps AdsR She is engaged
10 SAM JESSUP. secretary to HILARY
DEXTER the president of the COM
MaEx Rose is stenographer to JOHN a
MANNERS, the sales manager; and Is, IN N
te Do Sfa f Hire But as Is na fRRsasea
Mary Rose discovers that Flossie is
carrying on a more or less harmless
married and the father Of grown chl-
dren. When she, begs Flossle to give
a the be EVE ath Sef e e. naVa 6
A Ana her al affair o With Dexter goes mer-
bd nSNTdE s BLARA 6 ths sf aES q Blair
or psedng in i psxte tbs s ssr i Ma s6s
escapade from her mothers ears.
Ffossie not at all daunted, goes on
her her bas spen sSo 81 the S
asks i John banners to. take her to lunch;
n nnq rS Ss drives T Mary Rose, home from
work. and asks her Why she Won go
out with him She tells Ell nam snar n to
f9oris HING. And he answers that he'll
tel tell her ali about that engagement some
time, :. a,,rss bar mn 70 her door,
TOM Mne PrF e eSSee H young doctor Who
wants %arry hsE I tSat he
was coming that night e ta after he Mao 10
ners departing caV with wrathful eyes
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XIV
"He-he brought me home from
the Office because 1 worked late,
Mary Rose faltered in explanation.
"Who's he'?" Tom asked as the
tail light of the car disappeared
around the corner Of the street.
..why, Mr.. Manners. the man
work for" the girl answered. !
thought you knew. I must have
spoken Of him to you"
"oh. yes,'' Tom growled. And
then there was a tense silence.
Mary Rose looked up at him. In
the dimness he seemed very tail
very good looking, very masculine.
.Iistn, d-d-darling," he said pres
entity. Lets not go to see movie
tonight. There's going to be
moon. and we could drive out in the
country to see that little house
fold YOU about-the one want to
buy
Mary Rose unused. She had a
o,,eer feeling that walls were closing
IN around her--that If she went to
see the little house she would love
if. And Tom would buy it-and she
would go there with him as his
wife. She didn't want to be his
wife
And yet as she looked up at him.
outlined against the dark sky, she
knew suddenly that she was going
to marry him some day. 1t was as
If something within her spoke and
told her SO.
ST haven't had any supper" she
objected. "Come ON in, while have
a. bite. and then we'll drive out ana
see 1t. Will that be all right%
She orened the door of the house
and went in, Tom following her on
slow, unxiliing feet.
1t had hardly closed behind thor'
when the doorbell peeled loudly in
the little hall. A messenger boy
stood on the porch with sheaf OF
yellow envelopes in his grimly
hands.
Mrs, Arson Middleton live here?"
he asked, thrusting one of them TO-
ward Mary Rose.
The girl took it and looked at 1t
with wide, frightened eyes.
a telegram was a rarity IN the
little household. The last one MAD
come years and years ago when
Grandma Middleton had died down
in Florida.
The kitchen door opened and Mrs
Middleton looked out. 81 thought
heard the front door bell ring" she
began, and then she caught sight Of
the yellow envelope in Mary Rose s
hands.
Under the electric Hgnt nel Ad0s
went white to the lips.
Your Uncle Charlie Dyer" shs
said hoarsely, and held the envelope
as If it were a snake, coiled to strike
her.
Uncle Charlie Dyer was Mrs. Mid
dleton's only brother, and for years
he had been slowly dying with rheu
matism of curiousty cripNins
kind He was great deal olde1