New Britain herald., 1930-03-25
Chapter s THOSE, MHO SIT ABOUT

Two days after Jacquclinc,s aston ishing accession to wealth, thcre ar rived at Byrams Emporium an cnor- nous cardboard box addressed 10 the girls of the Model" room.
 It was found to contain the most magnificent cake any of them had ever seen. It was in two tiers, ice all over, rich with marzipan and other delicacics.
 With the cake was a note:
 My Dear Children:
 Here is he cake I promised
 you. Eat and be merry, and
 think of me sometimes, because
 I once belonged to the working
 classes myself. I lost my money
 on Prinilipo; but tell Emily
 Gibbs that l have since come
 into a fortune owing to the
 death of an old and rich friend.
 May the same thing happen to
 the lot of you some day. God
 bless you all, my children, even
 Emily Gibbs, and good luck to
 the old Emporium.
 -AlNayS yours, ., -i'. JACQUELlNE GREY"
 This came to the cars of Mir. Dell. Mir. Dell was thoughtful. Trade was Lad. When he discharged Jacquc- hne he had confidently anticipated that she would be back in two or three weeks asking to be taken on again. Mir. Dell was ready to take her on again on his own condi tons.
 On tho afternoon of the same day Jacqueline said goodbye to the top floor back in Pimlico.
 She had booked a modest suite at the Hotel Majestic.
 She had done a little shopping. Shc wore a stock tailor-made from one of tho best west end establish ments, which had required only the slightest alteration to render the fit perfect. Tho hat, gloves and hand. bag were perfect.
 That journey from Pimlico to the Majestic was for Jacquclinc a tri- unlphal procession. She was leav- ing the old order ot things and stretching out eager arms to the new. The world for Jacquclinc was bC Cginnins again.
 The taxi was q chariot. whirliuS her onwarJs to a, dazzling destiny The cab was open, and tho sun shone on her. Here and there a man stopped on the pavement to look at her, and she was not dis pleased. Jacquelinc knew she was looking her best. Even the Hotsl Ma ajestic could not find fault with her tailor-made.
 Once or twice on the way she eX- amined her nose anSiously in the panel mirror, and touched it ID slightly just before they came to the Maiestic.,
 The hall porter of the Majestic did not unpend to everybody. He was u man of cruditon, a muti-lil- gUict and a person of considerable substance, wno knew his worth. Jacquelinc's first wistful smile vah- quished him, and he became almost active on her tchalf.
 He handed her out with the air O. a Raleigh. "I will sec to the cab, ma am he said, as she gropcd Ill her handbag.
 He waved commanding hand, and the tall, plato-glass pancllcI doors swung open before her.
 She saw before her d panorama ol crimson ccrpct, Many people not born 10 magnificcnce had been daunlcd by their first glimpse of the foyer of the Majestic; but not Jacqueline. She was a little bcwii- dered, and just the least bit con- Cerned, about the fate of her lug gage, which she had abandoned in response to the hall portcr'5 mas terly gesture. But she was un- Gaunted.
 She stood in the middle of the crimson carpet and waited.
 The place was by no means thick ly populated. It consisted so far as she could see of desert of crimson carpet surrounded by palms grow