The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-08-07

ncttious and are not to be taken az re-
or firm
her tell Mrs. Middleton in her high
little fiuting voice. I'll call up
Sam and ask him to come, too.
Carer"
When she had finished telephon-
ing him, she started upstairs, fol-
lowing Mary Rose, who was on her
way to freshen herself up for the
evening meal.
"Ill sneak a cigaret while I'm up
here" she said, and opened the
windows Of the bedroom a little so,
that Mrs. Middleton should not smell
the smoke
IT heard about>a job for you to.
day." she went on, when she had
settled herself at the foot Of Mary
Roses bed. steel man named Jim
Morrell wants a secretary"
"Oh, never could be secretary
to an important man like him. I
know who he is-head Of the Morrell
Consolidated Mary Rose broke in.
He wants a man probably. Most
big executives do"
"Yos, that's true. But Dex told
this Morrell that you were better
than any man secretary. He" She
stopped short, realizing too late that
she had let the cat out of the bag.
80 you were with Dexter this aft.
ernoon!' Mary Rose accused her. II
knew tt knew it the minute l saw
your
Flossie's red lip curled. You
ought to write for the movies! she
said blightingly. You can think up
more deep-dyed plots in ten seconds
than Laura Lean libby could invent
In years! / went down to the Dexter
Company to see my own perfectly
good husband, If you want to know
itv
That was only your excuse, Flos-
sic. Mary Rose was not fooled
even n little bit by her sisters de-
Tense of herself. You can see Sam
at home every day in the week. You
went down to the office to see Hilary
Dexter"
Flossie got up from the bed and
swayed across the room to throw her
half-burned cigaret out Of the win
dow When she turned around to
face Mary Rose her face was rosy
and dimpling with laughter
well, for once in your life, you're
right" she confessed. Il did go down
to see Dexter today"
She paused to look at herself in the
mirror Of the dresser and she careful
ly rouged the full, enticing curve of
her lower lip before she went on:
Il don't know what's the matter
with me. Mary Rose, but l never
seem to lose interest in a man until
l have him right down on his knees
with my foot on his neck-crazy
about me, you know! Then I'm
through with EN-, but not before.
Isn't that queer?"
1t was queer. But not so queer
that Mary Rose didn't understand
It, She had had a long time to study
that ageless creature-the heartleas
f1irt-in the seductive person Of her
own little sister.
NO she answered. shaking her
dark head" it's just your nature to
try to make men lose their heads
over you-just as it's the nature of
the tiger to roam at night, or the
nature of the kingfsher to catch fish
in it's beak. You can't help it, I
guess"
Flossie laughed scornfuly. well,
will you listen to our little nature
lover?" she asked nobody in partic.
ular. Talking about me as if were
a bird or a wild beast or something.
You fiatter metz
I'm sorry if 1 hurt your feel
ings," Mary Rose told her. 81
didn't mean to. Now, tell me more
about this job. Do you really think
this Morrell man wants a woman
J secretary?"
He did And he liked Mary Rose
Middletons quiet manner and quick
deft way Of doing things, so he hired
her.
Her salary was $35 a week-S5
more than she had been paid wher
she worked for John Manners.
The place itself was much pleas
anter than at the Dexter Com
pany. Mary Roses own little of
fee, with It's taupe rug and ma
hogany desk, was as. coy as a sit
ting room.
And yet Macy Rose never felt al
home there. When she had worked
for Jim Morrel for a month she still
felt herself an utter stranger In
the place.
No girl really loves to work ir
an office" she thought one day
as she looked around the plain buff
walls, unless there's some man in
1t whom she happens to be in love
with. We all belong in houses.
we women, cooking and baking and