The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-07-01

what's more, he wouldn't notice me,
or you, or any other girl. unless she
put herself right in front of him!
1t isn't the men who DO the love
making, really. It's the women who
start things-always-"N
Flossie's blue eyes narrowed, and
her chin set itself firmly
What are you trying to say?
That I chased after Mr.. Dexter?'
she asked. do you really think
did, honestly?"
and met her look with calm grave
eyes. IT do think so! You remem-
Der what Miss MacFarlane said?
That Mr.. Dexter never looked at a
girl around here for fifteen years
until you came along and f1irted
with him.
Flossie laughed her clear laugh
that was as innocent as the pleased
gurgle of a baby. 'Well, look at the
girls around this placer she shrilled.
They're the worst looking crowd I
ever saw. If ! do say it, I'm the
only one of the lot who wouldn't
stop an eightday clock"
With that parting shot she started
away, swaying like model in a
style show as she went. But half
way to the door she turned and
sauntered back. There was a cruel
little smile on her red mouth as
she had the air of a person who
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You might just paste this in your
hat, tool never had to do any
chasing after any man. she re-
marked blightingly. 'Dex is
cr-r.razy about me. He'd give me
the moon on a silver platter II l
asked him for it, But speaking of
chasing suppose you haven't been
doing your best to get John Manners
away from that Doris HING girl,
hmm? 1 know! I've watched you"
''I?" Mary Rose started at her in
blank establishment. "I?"
Eyes, you, Innocence! I've seen
you simpering around, rolling your
eyes loose in their sockets, trying
to get him to notice you," F1ossie
answered sharply HE may not be
married but he's the next thing to
it--and before you bawl me out for
playing around with Dex, you'd bet
ter watch your own step. That s
ALL"
ooh. no" Mary Rose put up Que
hand as If to ward off a blow.
What Flossie said couldn't be true,
could It? She never had rolled her
eyes loose in their sockets" at John
Manners, had she?
She had never shown him that she
loved him by any word, look or sign,
had she? She had tried so hard to
guard her secret
She sat, sick with misery, staring
at the door of the Office as it closed
behind F'lossie. And later in the aft
ernoon, when Manners rang for her,
it took all her nerve to walk into the
office and transcribe some letters he
had for her.
And then one day a little thing
happened that filled Mary Rose with
happiness.
1t happened one warm rainy night
at closing time, just as she was
Strengthening her desk and getting
ready to go home. Manners came
out of his office and stood before her,
smiling his gray eyed smile that al
ways made something stir far down
in Mary Roses heart.
II want you to do something for
me, will your" he asked.
She looked down at some papers he
held and put out her hand for them.
"of course she said. But he shook
his head.
mo, it's something for me this
time--not for the Dexter Company, >
he said Twill you do it?''
"Of course! But what Is it?" Mary
Rose laughed. The melancholy.
heavy feeling she had had for days
left her suddenly. She felt light and
gay and sparkling. Her spirit scared
like a bubble blown out into the
sunshine
well, I wonder if you'd go home
with me tonight and read to my
mother for an hour, or If you're not
too tired. You know she's an in
valid, don't you? And I've told her
what lovely voice you have. You'll
come, won't you2''>
81 haven't a lovely voice. but I'll
come" Mary Rose began eagerly
and then stopped. All the eagerness
and joy died out of her face, as
something that. Flossie had said to
her a few days before flashed across
her brain like a subtitle across a
movie screen.
II suppose you haven't been do
! ing your best to get John Manners