New Britain herald., 1930-03-27
EA JACQUELINE E3
 ON HER OWN "!

line Grey had her own philosophy of life. It was epitomized in hec saucy little nose and laughing brown eyes. Men found her insou- ciance, naivete and physical charm intriguing but Jacqueline was 19 and concerned only with the frothy things of life. Suitors were persis- tent but Jacqueline was firm. A 300 pound bequest opened the door to adventure and she forgets her impecunous existence as d former model at Byrams. London establish ment, to live in grand style at the Hotel Majestic. Such luxury as suite Ill provided had lived only in her dreams, before. With malicious s;lee she plans to confound her former associates at Byrams win her new found wealth. She has scores to pay with Keswich DelH the buyer who disch0rged her, and Emily Gibbs, an enHious model,
 Chapter 10
 MISS GREY GOES SHOPPING
 Mir, keswick Dell was engaged in the gentle art of gingering up his department, when he saw an elegantly dressed customer ap- preaching. He hurried to meet her, discarding his gingering-up man. ner as he went, and putting on what the girls called his minister ing angel style.
 He was near sighted, but his eyes were good enough to see, even from the other end of the department, that here was a customer whom 1t would be an artistic pleasure to dress.
 Whatever faults MT. Dell had, he l:new his business, and it was one of his life's sorrows that there were so few ladies of high degree who, from the artistic point of view, were really worthy of the dresses he supplied.
 But here vas one whose slim, graceful figure caught his eye from the distance. And she could walk too. His best model could not walk with more poise and distinction.
 Jacquelne was not tall She was only slightly over medium height; but she knew how to dress so as 10 appear tall.
 She saw Mr. Dell bearing down upon her. She saw him rccogni4G her, and stop quivering in his tracks, like a noble ship in full slii that strikes 8 sunken rock.
 Good morning, Mr. Dell,' sad Jacqueline, smiling her sweetest,
 The man was shreWdly hit. Flu turist waves of apoplcctic purple suffused his face. Twice he seemed to be trying to swallow his cpl glottis.
 Jacquclino. who knew him very well, saw that he was just about 10 burst out with: What is the mean ing of this?" in his workshop man. ner; but he pulled himself together ill time.
 The wife of the managing direc- tor of Byrams was in the depart ment inspecting patterns only a few yards away. Mr. Dell noticed that she had turned her wholly approving gaze upon Jacqueline.
 He also remembered what he had heard about the girl coming into a fortune. Perhaps it was true, after all. Such unlikely things did hap pen. Certainly her appearance SUD- ported it.
 He could not keep his eyes off Jacquelnes tailor made. He knew it's value to a pound. That, and the hat, shoes, gloves and handbag, inn pressed him much more than the cake sent to the model" girls had dcne.
 His bow was superb. Good morning, madam. What can I have the pleasure of showing you?''
 But the man had wilted He was almost meek.
 You're rather a pig, Jacquelne, " she said to herself. That was be- low the belt. If ever he gets the strangle-hold on you again, my girl you'll know it. But, anyway, it's your turn just now; make the most of it."
 Jacqueline knew exactly what she wanted. She asked to see sevcra Of the latest Paris models.
 If you please" she said, wt- honeyed sweetness, T should likt Miss Gibbs to show them. She's about the nearest to my figure"
 Mir. Dell looked worried as ne gave his orders.
 T owe Emily Gibbs one" sail Jacqueline to herself, flor splitting on me that night l was late for tue roll-cal.'
 Emily Gibbs had to put on anu take off five different frocks, an( promenade in them before Jacque. line, who reclined gracefully on z luxurious Chesterfield. She re. turned her glarcs.