The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1926-01-16
LOVE BOUND =
Every Man Is in Love With His StenOgrapherOr His Ste
nographer Is in Love With Him. Says Student
of Human Nature.
rs DEXTER down at the office,

4 YETI? Mary Rose asked.
Miss Minniick nodded. 'Sure,
he's always here! He's so afraid
he might lose a cent If he missed
a day" She threw her clippings
into an envelope and slammed a
steel drawer on them viciously.
My stars, but you're in a
sweet mood. MINI Mary Rose re-
marked and went down to Dex-
ter's office.
Lost Charm
On the way she reflected that.
somehow or other, the office had
lost all its charm for her. 1t
was not that Miss Minnick was
cross, or that Flossie AMI Dexter
had spoiled the place for her.
The closed door tof John Man
ners' office seemed to be the
center OF the dullness and the
loneliness that had settled down
over it. He never left It open
any more, so that he could see
Mary Rose as she bent ever her
desk in the outer office. He
never greeted her clleerfullv as
he once had, or asked her to
drive home with him to see his
mother.
Something that Flossie had
sronce said popped into Mary Roses
mind. as she looked at that closed
deor-'.No girl enjoys her job
or loves 1t unless she loves the
man she works fort"
anyhow" thought Mary Rose, as
she passed on to Mr.. Dexter's
private office.
She found him alone. sitting
staring at the wall above his big
glass-topped desk. He swung
around in his chair when she
came in and his eyes lighted up.
Good morning, good morning!
he said, and stood. What can
] do for you today. Miss Middle
toni"
Mary Rose looked at him for a
full minute. studying him from
under her level black br5ws. She !
saw that he shifted nervously
from one foot to the other.
Mr.. Dexter, she asked. do
you know where my sister,
F1ossie. is?''
CHAPTER XLVIII
DO I know where Flossie is?''
Dexter repeated. Why's certainly
not, Miss Middleton. /"
He looked Nup at her, scowiing
darkly. and Mary Rose saw that
he was telling the truth. But he
seemed TO her so calm. SO care
less, about It. F'lossie's sudden
dropping out of sight was no
matter OF life or death to him,
evidently.
And to think that only week
or so ago he'd hardly let nef out
of his sight" Mary Rose said re-
sentfully to herself. 1t was sell
dom that she lost her temper, but
she lost it completely now.
II must say that you take 1t
! calmly, Mr. Dexter.' she said. in
q voice that shook Especially
as it's your fault she's gone"
Miner" he interrupted. MY
fault?'' He raised his 5rows,
questioningIy.
Mary Rose didn't answer for a
moment The sight of him, sit
ting there, sleek and well dressed
and prosperous, In his comfort
able chair, enraged her.
While his little love game with
Flossie had been at its exciting
height there was nothing he
wouldn't do for heri Now that
1t was over and she was gone, he
was supremely Indifferent. Mary
Rose quivered all over with
righteous fury.
Not Smart Enough
She opened her old leather hand
bag and took out the special de-
livery letter he had sent to F1ossie
yesterday and laid 1t down on
the desk before him.
why, you admit yourself in
that letter that it's your fault
she's quit her job and you promise
TO behave yourself il only she'll
come back" she faced him with it.
she watched him while he
picked up the lettef. looked at it
and then slowly tore it TO little
pieces. He laid them in a white
heap on his desk before he spoke
again.
You've read this, you say. And
suppose you've known all along
about F'lossie and me-" he said.
his eyes fixed on the pile Of white