The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-06-25


Did I? 1t slipped my mind
really; but Id like to have you
stay. There are some things i'd
like to go over with you"
Margery wanted to say, Il know
that one" but instead. she pre-,
tended to look disappointed anu
told him that she had a dinner
engagement.
oh, I say, Miss Morrison, why
can't we have dinner sent up
here?"
But Mr.. Lowell"
Ill give you a buzz in a few
minutes" Lowell said and popped
back into his office.
Grimly Margery typed on until
there came a buzz from the Bar
ton photograph. Margery slipped
the key and said. Yes, Mr.. Bar
ton?"
Miss Morrison" his voice came
smoothly from the machine, Il
have few letters I want to get
out. Do you mind staying for
an hour or SOP"
Sorry, but Mr.. Lowell has
asked me to dc some work for
him." Margery said, into the
transmitter, but her grin belied
her statement that she was sorry.
"Oh-er-very we'll, then" Bar
tons voice sounded decidedly like
that of very disgruntled man.
imagery pulled out the typed
sheet and was inserting a new one
when Mr.. Henderson came out
from his office, hat and coat on,
stick and gloves in hand.
Hello there" he said, wouldn't
work any later. You look like a
nice understanding girl. I err
wonder"
He hesitated and smiled down
at her, the sort of a smile that
Margery had seen many times
before.
III bet" Margery said. crisply
that your wife is out of town and
you're lonesome"
That's right. but how did you
know"
That's the Usual line"
mo. it's quite true. What I
meant was that I have a couple
of letters to get out, must go on
the midnight plane for New York
Do you mind coming in, with your
book?"
Il have a few lines more to
write, Mr.. Henderson"
"Oh, yes. finish that. Bring in
your book"
He went back to his office.
They all had the brilliant .doa
at the same time, Margevy
thought. She got up at once and
got her things. She knew we'll
enough that her working DAYS
were over for Lowell, Barton 81
Henderson. Out in the hall she met
Swedish Anna, who scrubbed TIE
offices. Margery held a bit Of
whispered conversation with Anna,
slipped her a quarter and vent
down on the elevator.
A little later, through the die J.
graph, came LoWells voice, "Cn,
Miss Morrison" There was a
pause and then he repeated the
call. Still no reply.
Anna, the scrubwoman, was sit
ting at Margery's desk.
Where is Miss Morrison2"
Lowell demanded, sharply.
Anna looked up and gave him a
toothleSS grin.
"She quit her job. She tell me
to stay here and if you want any
night work done. do it for you!"
The three partners looked at
each other, at the grinning Anna,
and then a ribald shout of laugh
ter went up.
It wasn't long after this that
Margery had a job with the ]. p.
Walsh Motor Sales Company. sec
rotary to Mr.. Walsh Mr.. Wal5.l
seemed to be mighty nice man, a
fatherly sort of man, and aft er
a few weeks Margery told Susie
that she believed she had found a
boss who wanted a stenographer,
and no more.
Margery was right about 1t.
Mr.. Walsh was an elderly bust.
ness man who never had i'm.
pulses to make passes at his
stenographers, or, if he did, he
was never known to obey such
impulses. But there was one
thing Margery didn't know about
Mrs. J. P. Walsh. She came
into the office one afternoon as
Walsh was debating
What's this. JameS?" she
yelped at him.
My dear, one moment please,
[ am debating" Walsh protested.
'You told me that you always