The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1926-01-06
Every Man Is in Love With His STEM
Ographer-Or His StenOgrapher Is
in Love With Him" Says a Student
of Human Nature.

0H, she found a vanity case
" in his car Mary Rose floun-
dered >helplessly. Somehow. she's
got it into her head that I'd left
it there! That I'd been driving
with himr'
'sAnd you hadn't?" John Man
ners asked, looking hard at her.
''Of course notr' Mary Rose an
swered Indignantly. Anyway,
she came down. here and accused
me of stealing her husband away
from her. The door OF his office
was open and everybody heard
her! Miss Minnick and Miss
Brown won't speak to me"
Jealous
There was something in her
face as she talked to him that
made him realize with a sudden
pang what little girl she was
after all. A hurt, appealing look.
"And you've been so queer and
stand-offish all day that I
thought you'd heard all about
it." she went on, twisting her
hands nervously.
mo. 1 hadn't heard it." he said
again.
''You wouldn't believe such a
thing Of me even il you did hear
it. would your" she asked him.
She had to know.
Yesterday IL she had asked him
that, John Manners would have
answered NO" instantly. But
all day he had been filled with
doubts Of Mary Rose.
He looked at her, as she stood
before him, her soft mouth trem-
bling and her big eyes filled with
misery; and more than anything
on earth he wanted to cross that
room and sweep her into his
arms. He started to get out Of
his chair.
But. the memory of what Flossie
had told him that very morning
in that very room stopped him.
It's walls seemed to echo still to
the sound of her voice: and
Mary Rose is just stringing you
along. She pretends to like YOU.
but she's just cr-r-razy about
Tom Fitzroy. They expect to be
married most any day now"
1t never occurred to John Man
ners to doubt that lie Of Fiossie's.
For the only woman a man ever
doubts is the woman he loves.
Jealousy helps him to do that.
But he didn't love Flossie, and
30 he believed her.
Besides. he could see no reason
for her telling him what she had
told him except the reason she
gave him-that she liked him and
hated to see Mary Rose string
him along"
And so he sat still and, looked
at the girl across the room from
him with eyes that might have
heen carved out of gray stone
for all the warmth or friendliness
that was in them.
Aalways Remembering
With a little dry sob. Mary
Rose. turned and went out Of the
office.
Its all over" she said, as she
dropped into her chair. with her
arms hanging lax at her sides.
Hes thought it over and he's
made up his mind that he's crazy
about Doris HING, after all-and
that I'm just the girl who works
for him. And he's putting me in
my place"
That night Mary Rose walked
home alone, through the chilly
October darkness-thinking about
John Manners, as she had thought
about him for months, whenever
she was alone.
She came to the corner of g
street and paused a moment at
the place where she had stood
with him two or three nights
ago, in the shadow of the lumber
piles. The smell of the fresh
pine came to her nostrils and
brought the sudden memory Of
his hands. on her wrists and his
voice telling her that he loved
her.
She closed her eyes and took a
deep breath of pain. THE worst
of it is that I'll always be remem-
bering him." she said, as she
went on through the darkness.
Long Vigil
Everything reminded her Of
him. He had stood there under
the lilac bush beside the front