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

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CHAPTER LvI
At the sound of John Manners
remembered voice in her ear, a great
wave of Inconsistencies swept over
Mary Rose. She longed suddenly
for the big, sunny office down at
the Dexter Company as an exile
might long for the country that had
banished him.
She longed for 1t, not because 1t
was an interesting place or a beau
tiful place. For 1t was neither. But
It was the one and only place in
the world where she could see this
man whom she loved.
II want you to come back and
work for me, Miss Middleton" he
was saying to her, And Mary Rose
found herself shaking her head be-
fore she realized that he couldn't see
her,
Don't you like Miss Minnick,
after all?" she asked, You were
so sure that she would make such
a perfect secretary for YOU" She
couldn't resist that arrow.
I'm asking you to come back, II
you will" Manners said grimly.
THAT ought to answer any ques-
lions about. Miss Mlnnick,"
Mary Rose hesitated. She longed
terribly to go back to the Dexter
Company, She knew she never
would be happy, working anywhere
else, But her pride rose up in her,
forbidding her to surrender,
"You never told mo why you want.
ed to stop working for me in the
first place" John Manners voice cut
In upon her somber thought. II
asked Sam Jessup If you had had
a better position offered to you, and
he said you hadn't-so l thought l
might be able to persuade you to
come back to me-"
Mary Rose was thinking hard.
She knew that good positions that
pay $40 week do not grow on
bushes. Still
In the end, a sudden memory de-
cided the matter for her. The mem
DRY Of little newspaper clipping
cut from a society column"
and Mrs. Schultz HING announce
the engagement Of their daughter,
Doris Louise, to Mr.. John Man
ners-"
MOI Her tone was brisk. mo,
I'm not coming back to you, Mr..
Manners. Goodby."
She hung up the receiver without
giving him a chance to say anything
more.
All the rest OF the day she was
very laxative and poppy" which
is often a way that high-strung peo-
pie behave when they are feeling
very blue and unhappy,
Toward in the afternoon Flossie
dropped In, Her eyes were very
bright and her cheeks flushed and she
seemed to burn with some inner ex-
element.
Mary Rose noticed that she had a
box of candy under her arm and
that the rose pinned to her silver
fox scarf was wilted as If she had
worn it for several hours.
Floss, where have you been?"
she asked. Surely Flossie couldn't
have been so foolish as to go down
to see Hilary Dexter?
But she only hummed by way Of
answer--hummed the tantalizing
tune of Yes, Sir, That's My Baby"
"Ya-as, sir, that's MY business"
she added. Get me, sweetie9"
Her voice was low and gentle, but
her blue eyes famed dangerously.
II hope you aren't making a fool
of yourself by seeing Hilary Dex-
teri" Mary Rose couldn't help say
ing to her. She came close and laid
hands on Flossie's soft little shout
ders. After the way he insulted
you that night before you ran away
with Sam, 1 don't see how you could
ever speak to him again.
The girl wriggled away from her.
"Oh, all he did was to tell me how
crazy he was about mev she an
swered carelessly.
Mary Rose stared at her in won.
derment. Could Flossie really have
forgotten the things Dexter had
said to her that night? Could she
have forgotten how she had walked
home in the middle Of the night
rather than trust herself to him In
. his automobile? Or had she for
given Dexter so completely that she
had deliberately tried to forget how
he had treated her?
Infant" she began, but Flos
sic stopped her,
"Oh! Sos your ole man, she
said Grossly, with her meaningless
slang, and ran out into the kitchen
where her mother was making ap
pie pie,
"Oh, youm, yom! I'm going tc
stay for support" Mary Rose heard