The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-07-30

oho WdlllSu W push MISS MlnIlCk
into the middle of next week.
She hated Miss Minnick with all
her heart and sou because she was
going to work for John Manners!
But because she was trained-as
all we women are trained-never to
let a man know how much we love
him. she walktd proudly and quietly
out Of that office, with her chin held
high and her eyes blinking hard to
keep back the tears that smarted in
them.
At the door she bumped into some
thing very large and gray and i'm
movable. When she had wiped her
eyes and could see what it was, it
turned out to be Mr.. Dexter all in
his light gray tweed suit with gray
shirt and tie to match.
81 was just coming for you" he
said, pretending not to see that she
had been crying. 'for Sam Jessup's
late this morning and much as you
dislike me, there's no one but you
who knows how to make up these re-
ports"
He broke off. thrust q bundle of
papers toward her and then took
her by the arm and drew her out
into the hall. Mary Rose could feel
the eyes Of John Manners and Miss
Minnick on her as the door closed
behind them.
Now, Minis sure that Mr.. Dexter's
in love with mel" she thought. She's
probably made up her mind that he
pulled me out here to kiss ne"
She looked UP at him with her
wet, blue eyes. MY mother just
telephoned about Flossie," she said,
with a gulp. Something terrible
must have happened to her-my
mother can't talk. she just cries
over the phone. I was on my way
home
Then for lords sake, why are
you standing here, girl?" Dexter
asked. Get your hat-I'n take you
homer He started down the stairs
as he spoke, moving with the youth
full swiftness that hours of golf had
given him.
TN have my car around in front
in three minutes" he called over his
shoulder.
While Mary Rose was putting on
her coat and hat before the wash
room mirror, Miss Minnick came in.
HAS anything happened. Mary
Rose?" she asked with anxious air.
But Mary Rose knew she wasn't
really anxious. She was just look
ing for Jews. Nothing at all, Miss
QUESTIONABLE! Nothing at ALL" she
answered, with a saucy snappiness
that would have done credit to Flos-
sic.
MY word! But I'm getting mean
and horrid!" she thought, as she
went down the stairs. II o
that's because John threw me down
the way he did. They say a woman
gets vinegary and sour and old
maidish when love goes, out Of her
life!' If she had had time she would
have gone back and told Miss Min
nick that she was sorry.
But there was no time. Hilary
Dexter's great blue car-the car in
which he and F1ossie had taken so
many drlves-stood quivering at the
curbstone. Mary Rose jumped in
and it shot forward.
IT'S quite some job. bringing up
a girl these days" Dexter re-
marked, when they had covered half
the distance between the office and
New York st. in less time than
Mary Rose had ever covered 1t be-
fore.
She thought he was speaking of
F1ossie and his next words surprised
her. Il have a young daughter
about the age Of little Flossie," he
said, land her mother and I don't
know what to do with her. Her lat
est crush is On a bachelor friend Of
mine-a man old enough to be her
father"
He broke Off abruptly and looked
embarrassed. He had just re-
membered that he was old enough to
be the father Of Flossie Middleton.
Then presently he went on: Girls
certainly have changed since I was
young, Miss Middleton. I didn't
notice them much for twenty years,
while I was making money, and
the next time I look at EN-, they
swept me off my feet! Smoking and
drinking n telling snappy stories
going out, tooth, nail anC ham,
mer, for any man they happened
to like the looks Of"
He scratched his head. what
d'you think F1ossie's been up to
now?' he asked.
Mary Rose shrugged her shoulders
that dropped spiritlessly. I'm afraid
to think" she answered in a voice so
low that he heard only half what she
said and guessed the rest.
Now. don't worry too much about
F1ossie," he told her in a kind,
fatherly voice. That's what 1 say
to Mrs. Dexter about our daughter
Il say, Now. don't you worry about
Elizabeth! These young things
know than we'll ever know.
They can get around without