Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 67, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 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 aa re. fctrina to any particular person. pv;e or nrm.

HEAD THIS FIRST _ FLOSSIE amt MARY ROSE MIDDLETON arc two pretty sisters, the daughters ol a widowed mother. They work lor the Dexter Automobile Company. Mary Rose is secretary to JOHN MANNER'S. the sales manager, and is in love with him. But lies engaged to DORIS HINI3, an heiress. Because of her feeling for him, Mary Rose repeatedly relusea to marry DR. TOM > ITZROY. Flossie, a born vamp, does a very poor job of keeping the office flies. Mary Itose discovers that she is carrying ■ iiKNws®? •vraxas li-Srii ilex ter. a mfrried man. and goes joy-riding with him. The girls mother MRS. MIDDLETON, can do nothing with h< John Manners falls n love with Mary Rose, and Veils her lie'll always care for her whether or not he marries Doris. The sisters luarrel. and to get even with Mary Rose. Flossie tells. Manners, that she is "just si ringing him along and really loves Tom FlUroy, and intends to marry him. Mary Rose wonders at Mannera foldncss toward lic^r. ®MRS DEXTER flnds Flossie s vanity case in' her husband's ear. M hen she comes to the office to tell Dexter Jibe S going to divorce him she mistakes Mary Ho'e for Flossie, and loudly accuses her ' ol trying to steal her husband from her. The' other stenographers hear the undeserved tongue lashing Mary Rose . r < eeives and tlie.v snub her. t losste, tic real culprit begs Mary Rose to take the blame. Beeiiuv if Sam finds out that it was really sue who w as witP Dexter i,/a n never marry her. Mary ltow. wno Drays that Sam will marry Flossie and Set her awav from Dexter, takes HosK., blame. Then one ntfht Dexter ffoea too*far ill his love making, and Hossie finds out how little respect he has for her. She quits her job ““d disappears thr next clav In too mopninj, jyiaij Rose, wlio lias spent a sleepless fligbL sot's to Dexter to ask him II he anything about Flossies disappearance. NOW GO ON WITH THE NTORY CHAPTER XLVIII. "Do I know where Flossie Is?” Dexter repeated. "Why certainly not, Miss Middleton.” He looked up her, scowling darkly, and Mary Rose saw that he was telling: the truth. But he seemed to her so calm, so careless, about It. Flossie’s sudden dropping out of sight was no matter of life or death to him evidently. "And to think that only a week or so ago he’d hardly let her out of his sight!” Mary Rose said resentfully to herself. It was seldom that-*she lost her temper, but she lost it completely now. <T must say that you take It calmly, Mr. Dexter!” she said In a voice that shook. “Especially as it’s your fault she’s gone—” "Mine?” he interrupted. "My fault?” Ho raised his brows, questioningly. Mary Rose didn’t answer for’’*® moment. The sight of him, sitting there, sleek and well dressed and prosperous, in his comfortable chair, enraged her. While his little love game with Flossie had been at its exciting height, there was nothing he would not do for her! Now, that it was over and she was gone, he was supremely indifferent. Mary Rose quivered all over with righteous fury. She opened her old leather handbag and took out the special delivery letter he had sent to Flossie yesterday and laid it down on' the desk before him. “Why, you admit yourself in that letter that It’s your own fault she’s quit her job and you promise to behave yourself if only she’ll come back!” she faced him with it. She watched him while he picked up the letter, 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 I suppose you’ve known all along about Flossie and me,” he said, his eyes fixed on the pile of white scraps. "Let's see, you even brought the ring I gave her back to me, didn’t you?” Mary Rose nodded. "I wonder what he's driving at now?” she thought. ■* "Yes, I knew all about it and I /did everything I could to stop it, hut the one thing I Should have done. I didn’t tell my mother about it,” sho said bhrshly. "I thought that Flossie was clever enough to take care of herself. But no girl's smart enough to take care of herself when some man's after her|. Especially; when it’s the man who holds her job in the palm of his hand! She has to be nice to him or lose It!” He shook his head. “That Isn’t true, and you know It,” he answered. ■Suddenly he stood up and walked across the room toward the windows that faced east. He went on talking ;'to her, with his back turned toward her. “You ( say that Flosie wasn’t able to take care of herself,” he said. *”P.ut she was. She knew just what she was doing all of the time and Tetter than anybody! Sho knew that 'I wan losing my head, but she never •lost hers. . Not for a single second.”

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He swung around then, his hands In his pockets, and faced her. “You’re a smart girl. Miss Middleton,” he told her. "And If you’ll look around this world of business where men and girls meet each other every day you’ll notice something—that it isn’t always the girl who's the yictim of the man. Sometimes the man is the victim of the/girl—” He nodded at her solemnly and Mary Rose saw In a flash that what she had taken for indifference was really grief. He was terribly upset about Flossie and her going away. He sat down heavily at .his cloak, slouching in his chair. "Where in the devil do you think the darn kid’s gone?” he asked dully. Ho put out his hand and touched an electric button under the corner of his desk. “Sam doesn’t answer,” he said. “Just look in the outer office and see if he’s down yet. It’s after nine.” ' Mary Rose went to the door and looked for Sam. But he was not in sight. “As soon as he comes, I'll have him in and ask him about Flossie,” Dexter said to Mary Rose, as she opened -the hall door to go out. “He ought to know something about her, if anybody does.” Just as she was closing the door, he called her back. “Is Flossie going to marry my secretary?” he asked with a saxqpstio smile on his gray face. “I think so,” Mary Rose answered quietly, and he gave her a nod of dismissal. Her last glimpse of him as the door fell to between them showed him sitting as he had been when she -went in—staring moodily at th§ wall opposite his great important looking desk. • • • The office was almost empty when Mary Rose went back to it. Miss Minnick was there alone, bent ov*r her desk, apparently lost to the world. But she straightened suddenly, as If she had swallowed a poker, when she heard what Mary Rose had to say to her. “Well, Min, here’s where you get

“JVell, Min, here’s where you get my job!” was what she said, and even to her own ears, her voice sounded cheerful. It would have taken an expert in expression to know the heartbreak that was behind it. "Your job!” exploded Miss Mini nick, In her thin, grating soprano. “Why, are you leaving?” “Exactly that,” Mary Rose answered, calmly. "I’m going to resign today. Is Mr. Manners down yet?” “Just came In a "minute ago," Miss Minnick answered, with a squeak of excitement. For years she had wanted Mary Rose Middleton's job. Not only was k the best job in the works for a girl, but far down In her starved old maid’s heart, Miss Minnick had a sneaking affection for John Manners. For years she had hated Doris Hlntg, nnd for months she had hated Mary Ros 9 Middleton. Sho hated anybody that John Manners seemed to care for. And there was no doubt that he had cared for Mary Rose for a while, at least. Miss Minnick wondered daily what had, happened to nip that flowerlns romance in the bud. “Probably Mr. Manners found out that she was running around with Mr. Dexter!” was Miss Mlnnick’s final decision. Before she went into John Manners’ office, Mary Rose telephoned her mother to find out if there was any e\v3 of Flossie. But there wasn’t. “I'm fretting tibed of tfiis waiting,” Mrs. Middleton’s voice came trembling over the wire. "For two- pins I’d call up the police. What do I care if the news about her gets into the papers? I want to know where my girl Is —” Her _voice became thick with ,-iobs. “Mother—” began Mary Rose, but the loud sobs kept on. “Mother,” she repeated. “Listen to me! Don’t do a thing until I gei there. I’ll be tied up here for about a half hour and then I’ll home. Now, you Just sjt down and wait for me. We’ll talk it over calmly and decide whaf To do.” She hung up the receiver and powdered her face in her little vanity mirror before she went into John's office. Even If he did hate her, she didn’t like hirA to see her with black circles of weariness around her eyes. "Good morning,” he greeted her tersely, when she went and laid his letters on his desk. I For the millionth I suppose, she noticed how his dark hair swept [ back from his fine, high forehead, jand how firm the line of his "lips was. "Even after I don’t see him any more I shall be able to see him with my heart,” she thought. But there was no flicker of either sorrow or resentment or anything else in her eyes. She had learned to look at him as hf looked at. her—stonily. And all of the time she was longing to put her arms around him and tell him - how much she loved him and that she didn't care about life

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if she had to go away from him. Being a woman, and a woman in love, she said the thing that was farthest from her fHbughts: “I’m leaving the Dexter Company, Mr. Manners.” A thrill of k/feen joy swept through her at the look he gave her then. For just an instant she saw, from his face, that what she had said had startled and dismayed him. Then, like shades drawn over a window, the stony look of Indifference came down over his face. “Very well, Miss Middleton,” he “When do you leave?” Her head hurt as If someone had held it very tight and squeezed it. “I suppose you'd like me to stay long enemgh to break someone else in to my job, wouldn’t you?” she asked. “I would. But it isn’t necessary.” "I will then,” she faltered. Now that she had made up her mind to leave the Dexter Company, she hated the thought of going. “I suppose you’ll want Miss Mlnnlck, won’t you?” “Mites MlnniOk will do as well as any one.” Nothing could have been more frozen than his voice. “I’ll stay a week longer then—” Mary Rose began, when Miss Minnick herself put her xed head In at .the door. “Your mother on the phone, Miss Middleton,” she said ia her thin, higli voice. Mary Rose picked up her telephone from her desk. “Yeß, Mother?” she askejj. Nothing but sobs answered her.

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"Mother, I can’t understand you— Mary Rose cried. “Please stop crying and talk to me, dear.” Then there came a click in her ear. Mrs. Middleton had hung up. (To Be Continued) Mary Rose, her dreams shattered, goes home only to find a sinister telephone message in tomorrow's installment.

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