The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1926-01-25
Every Man Is i'm Love With His STEM
Ographer-Or His StenOgrapher Is
in Love With Him" Says Student
of Human Nature.
"RKR. MoRRELL'S in confer
M ence Alright now" Mary Rose

M ence Alright now" Mary Rose
said, getting to her feet. m
sure YOU must be Mrs. Morren.
I'll tell him you're here, shall l.!
Mrs. Morrell nodded and smiled.
Then Just as Mary Rose was
turning the handle of the door
to Jim MorreIl's private office,
she stopped her.
NO she said. mo, don't
bother him! I'll stop in later in
the afternoon.
She went away, but she did
not stop in later. AT when
Mr.. Morrell was starting home,
Mary Rose told him of his wife's
visit.
''She wanted to see you, but
when I told her you were in con-
ference with Mr.. Baker she went
away" she explained. "She said
she'd be back later"
To her surprise, Mr. Morrell
shook his head. There was
smile away back in his eyes-a
wise. odd. calculating smile.
mo. she didn't want to see
me-" he said. tShe wanted to
see you. She came here to look
you over. She always gets
line on my secretaries. and il
they happen to be good looking
she pops in often to keep tabs
on them! Great little game the
wives have with the office girls,
Ell? Pop in and pop out!'
"I don't understand you, Mr..
Morrell." Mary Rose told him
with perfect honesty.
You will after you've worked
here for a while he explained
cheerfully. About twice week
my Iady-wifea Will rush in unex-
pectedly to see what you and
are doing and saying down here
together. Jealous. tell you that
wonan's green-eyedr'
Mary Rose then and there con
c@ived an enormous dislike of MIR.
Morrell and his vulgar way of dis
eussing the wife of his bosom.
IF that's the case. why don't
you hire a man for this job?' she
asked coldly.
Morrell looked down at her
glowing face with its deep-set,
serious blue eyes and the firm
white chin, the red lips, parted
over shining teeth.
That odd gleam came back into
his eyes. ''Oh, I'd rather have
girl around the place. was all ne
eaid. But after that Mary Rose
was always uncomfortable when
abe felt him looking at her.
AS the slow weeks dragged by.
Mary Rose wondered. more and
more why Jim Morrell's pretty
wife was so jealous OF him
For he behaved himself per,
fectly. He never got fresh
with Mary Rose.
He treated her much as he
might have treated a nice young
man who was working for him
never trying to touch her hand
when he took his letters from
her. never patting her shoulders
or calling her Cutie.
As time went on she began
almost to like him, and if it
hadn't been for that odd, sneer-
ing smile in his eyes. she would
have trusted him.
But Mrs. Morrell got on her
nerves. She would come popping
in at the office at odd times.
And if Mary Rose happened to
be taking MorreIls dictatiOn in
his private office, she would sud
denly open the door as if she
expected to find them making
love to each other.
Isn't iu terrible?" he asked
Mary Rose one rainy afternoon
in mid December, when his wife
had just left after one of her
surprise visits. She expects me
TO be kissing you every time
she pops in like this. She's been
married to me for nineteen years
and she's never caught me at
anything Xet, but she hasn't
given up hope" The odd twinkle
in his eye became more pro
nounced.
He swung around in his swivel
chair. stuck his thumbs in his
armpits and addressed her
solemnly: "One of these days
you1l be marrying. too, and I'm
going 70 give you a word of ad-
vice-trust your husband. All Of
YOU women seem to think that
all Of US men are leading double
lives. As a matter of fact, we're
as decent as you are. Every bit.
We never want but one woman
and she's usually the woman we
marry"
Mary Rose thought this over.
OF all the dozens and. dozens of
business men she knew, Hilary
Dexter was the only one who mad
left the Straight and Narrow
Road for the primrose path--lured
there by F'lossie.
II guess that's true" she
answered. your wife's jealous of
You because she loves YOU
The smile that Mary Rose
hated almost faded out OF Nor