Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 45, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 July 1926 — Page 8

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business Kisses ' By BEATRICE BURTON Author of “Gloria, The Flapper Wife”

The names in this story are purely fictitious and are not to be taken as refetrfitg to any particular person, place or firm.

BEAD THIS FIRST FLOSSIE and MARY ROSE MIDDLETON arc two pretty sisters, the dauffhters o t a widowed mother. Uolti oi them work for the Dexter Automobile Mary* Rose is secretary to the sales manager. JOHN MANNERS, and is ui lore with him. although the office gossips say he is engaged to a X'rl a* wealth. DORIS HINIG. Because of her feeling for him. Mary Rose refuses a repeated offer of marriage from DR. TO.M FITZROY, who has been in love with her for years. . Flossie, who's a born flirL keeps the office files under MISS MACFARLANE. She is engaged to SAM JESSLP. who is secretary to the head of the company, HILARY DEXTER, a married mam Mary Rose discovers that Flossie la carrying on a flirtation with Dexter. When she forbids her to meet him, and insists that she return to ,, valuable presents. Flossie threatens to leave horn and go to live with her chum. ALICE JAMES ■ But she doesn't and for a time Mary Rose thinks th*Dexter affa r has blown over. But one day Flossie and Miss MacFarlane quarrel over Flossie s lazi ness, and when Dexter takes Floss es part Miss MacFarlane quits the JoD % 9 exte a r d m°akea ft Ffo n ss?e Ca^a < l of the department, and puts Sam Jessup m to help her until she. gets an One day if ary Rose finds Dexter making love to Flossie and when she scolds Flossie about it. the girl maintains that it isn't her fault that men find her bo at Jcdfn i Manners asks Mary Rose to come to his house one night to read to ms mother who s an invalid. He explains that Doris Hinig. who usuaily doesH. is out of town on a 'lsit So Mary Rose That S 'mght John that it’s perfectly apparent to her thafMary in love mthlum. NOW GO ON WITH THE STOKV • CHAPTER XXVI On Monday, a week later, little Alice James came to work with Flossie at the Dexter Company. And Flossie, who never had been much of a favorite with the other girls who worked there, became still more unpopular with them. Long ago they had dubbed her “the office vamp.” Now they linked her and Alice together as “the gold-digger twins.” The name stuck. For the lively pair boasted that they\ never had to pay for their oWn noonday lunches. Sam Jessup and some other devoted cavalier were always on the spot waiting to take them out. AVithin a week the files department had become the Mecca for all the unmarried masculinity in the place. For if Alice lacked the beauty of Flossie she had a “line" and a charm of her own. She-could "Charleston” like a professional dancer, and to hear her sing Aa-as Sir, She's My Baby” was, as Sam Jessup said, a fair treat. She s a -egular ten-twent-thirt show,” he declared. . Gradually the room lost the neat, business-like look it had had in the days of Miss MacFarlane. There was always a box of candy and a ragged pile of motion picture magazines on the table in the center. And Alice tacked up a looking glass between the north windows. Sho and Flossie kept their powder, their \ipstick and their bob combs on the sill beside it. “Very little work gets done up thereT"any more, If you ask.4me!” Miss Minnick, whose 'desk was next to Mary Rose’s desk, said to her one morning when she came down from the flies department. “I was just up there to look over some ads, and Flossie and Alice were so busy talking that I had to look through the files myself for them. That never would have happened under Miss MacFalane, let me tell you. And If Mr. Dexter finds it out, your young sister and her jazzy friend are going to find themselves looking for new jobs!” Mary Rose breathed a sigh of relief. Evidently Miss Minnick didn’t Ifnow, then, what Miss MacFarlane had known — Middleton had such a ‘drag” with Hilary Dexter that she didn’t to worry about her job. Thaiik goodness, that whatever Miss MacFarlane had known she had kept It to herself. She hadn’t gossiped about Flossie and Dexter. •• * / A, few days later John Manners sent Mary Rose up to the files department for some records that he needed. She found Flossie and Alice having a spirited discussion about letting their bobbed hair grow long again, as they swung thenheels from the long table in the middle of the room. “The best way Is to do what Glo ‘ rla Swanson did,” Alice was saying Jn her thin soprano. "She kept the Hick of her hair clipped short and Ht the sides grow until they were ■ong enough to do up.” I “Why she did no such thing!” (Flossie contradicted. “I saw her In (her last picture, and her hair was so [short that her eats showed! What's on your mind, Mary Rose?” She turned to her sister. “Mr. Manners sent me up to ask

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you for last year’s record of sales,” Rose answered." Flossie raised her blue eyes heavenward. “Oh, Allah —I wonder where Miss Mac used to keep them,” she said, “Honestly this job has my goat. I don't know where anything is. Gome on, Alice, don't sit there like a bump on a log. Help me look for them’” ■ Mary Rose stood in ' silence, and watched the pair as they opened and shut drawers helplessly. Suddenly Alice looked up at her and gave a shrill little laugh. “I guess your friend, Manners, won’t show up In here again, for a long time,” she giggled. Flossie coughed warningly, but Alice went blithely on: “He came up here the other day, and Flossie to lcld him about the case he has on youand jiminy! you should have seen him. He turned every col or of the rainbow. I all but broke my fifth rib laughing at him—” She stopped suddenly, realizing that something was wrong. For Mary Rose had Hushed and then whitened, and in her colorless face her eyes glittered like blue-black diamonds. They .met Flossie’s angrily, but Flossie stood her ground. “Well, you don’t need to look at me as If you could kill me!" she said sullenly. “You think it’s all jake for you to tell me when to speak to Mr. Dexter and when not to! But If I dare mention your name to anybody, it's a white horse of a different eolor, isn't it, Miss Smarty?” At the sound of her voice, all the fury in Mary Rose’s heart died away as quickly as it had come. For there was a pathetic note in Flossie’s voice. She was like a small child defending itself for stealing jam from the cupboard. Aind after all, wasn't that all she was, a small, naughty child? llow could she be expected to know that what John Manners thought of her was life and death to Mary Rose? “Oh, Flossie!” the older girl groaned, “how could you have done such a thing to me? How can I ever look John Manners in the face again?” To think that Flossie had "kidded” as she called it, ahouf her! AVhat mush he think of her? That she had been boasting- to Flossie about his liking .for her, of course! How cheap sho must seem to him—"l’ll have to quit my job, now," she made up her mind, as she stood there beside the long table, trembling all over with a sort of nausea. “I never can go on working fori him, after this. How common he i must think I am—” She decided to leave on the following Saturday. But on the next morning, which happened to be AA'ednesday, John Manners went out of town on business. He was gone for three days. And those three days settled things for Mary Rose. She did not give up her Job. / For she had never known such loneliness as sho knew for those three days, while he was gone. The office seemed a barren desert without him in it. And life, itself, seemed not worth bothering about. “And if it’s so awful not to see him for three days, I never could stand not seeing him at all,” she told herself Friday afternoon at five-thirty, as she cleared her desk and locked It up. “I hope to goodness, he’ll be back tomorrow morning.” Sho said goodnight to Miss Minnick, and as she got up to go the door of the office opened and Doris Hinig came in. She closed the door and''stood, for an instant .with her back to it looking straight at Mary Rose as if the two of them Were the only people in the room. * Mary Rose had the queerest feeliftg that Miss Hinig had come to see her. And yet that was absurd. She had come to see John Manners, of course. But how strange that she didn't know he was out of town. She braced herself and went forward. “May I help you?’’ she asked, and managed a smile. “Why yes, thanks, will you tell Mr. Manners that Miss Hinig is here?’’ She smiled as she said Jt, and Mary Rose saw that she was not so pretty as she had thought her the first time she came to the office. That time her clothes had helped her, probably. This time she was in plain sports things, and she wore no fluffy fox furs and pale-pink rose to set off her fairness. “Mr. Manners Is out of town,” Mary Rose answered, “he’s been gone since Wednesday morning.” Miss Hinig smiled again, showing rather uneven teeth. And the Bunlight, slanting through the west windows, some little freckles on her nose. No, she wasn't so awfully pretty— j' “Well, then, I’ll just write a little note and leave it for him,” she was saying, “I may go into his office, may I not?—” And into it she went without so much as a by-your-leave. V\ ell. I like her nerve, don’t you?” asked Miss Minnick in an undertone, as the door closed behind her, “I suppose you’ll have to stay here now, until she comes out—Well, goodnight, see you In the morning.” Mary Rose sat down at her own desk, and waited. She sat there listening to the sound in the building outside the closed door—some one whistling in the hall, then presently the boom of Mr. Dpxter’s voice, jovially calling goodnight to someone. She crossed over to the open window, and in a moment saw him come out on the sidewalk, three floors below, and get into his long, blue car that waited at the curbstone like a mechanical dragon. He whirled away in it. “Will you give this to Mr. Manners for me, please?” Doris Hlnig’s voice startled her. Mary Rose wheeled. She was standing just behind her, holding out a little package and an envelope. “It’s something that he wants for his office.” she went on, and colored a little In the light from the wests window. “You're sure to see It. so

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I may as well tell you what it is. It’s my picture.” "I see," Mary Rose answered dully, "I see.” She took the papkage and the envelope, and put them into her desk. "I’ll give these to him.” "I—l’ve made him promise not to put it on his desk—until—we’re married,” Doris Mining went on, looking up in the shyest sort of way. “And even at that, I think it’s a silly habit men have of keeping their wives’ pictures on their desks, don’t you? I know, our family doctor does it, and I’ve always thought it was awfulfy silly.” Mary Rose looked at her, wishing with all her heart that .she would go. But Doris, seated herself on one corner of her desk, and went on chatting as if she’d known Mary Rose all her life. "You see, John and I known each other ever since we were babies, so maybe it’s different .with us,” she said, taking out a little mirror, and studying herself in it. “We’ve always teen fond of each other." Mary Rose tried to say “how romantic!” or something like it, but she could make no sound at all. She stood up and put her handbag over her arm, as if she were in a hurry.to be off. “Don’t you just love Mrs. Manners—Mr. Manners’ mother?” Doris asked, suddenly, with a twisted little smile. “I saw her this afternoon and she told me you’d been over .there to read to her. You had dinner with them, too, didn’t youTS^ Mary Rose never knew what she

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answered. And minutes after Doris Hinig had gone, she stood by her desk, lost in a maze" of puzzling thought. If Doris had seen Mrs. Manners that afternoon, she must have known that John was out of town. So then, she hadn’t cOme to the office to see him at all! She had some there to let her, Mary Rose Middleton, know that John belonged to her, that he was going to marry her, and put her picture on his desk after they were married. “Why she’s jealous of me!” thought Mary Rose. "But she needn’t be. I wouldn’t take another woman’s man away from her—even If I could!” The telephone on he:* desk rang. It was her mother, telling her that It was half past six and that supper was wilting on the back of the stove. "Flossie isn’t here, either,” she said plaintively, "and her telephone doesn't answer. So I suppose she's out with that Sam again!” (To Be Continued) Will Mary Rose give up Manners to Doris? See next installment. TWO HURT IN PLANE CRASH Bv United Press , YORK, Neb., July 3. —George Smith, 20, of Chester, W. Va., sustained a fractured skull and body lacerations, and Merlin Welsh, 19, Utica, Neb., sustained a broken nose and dislocated wrist when the plane piloted by Smith crashed to earth at Utica, Neb. M

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