'
'It was a perfectly simple proceeding, I assure you. Before I had
done with him, I rather liked the fellow.'
'Miss Spencer and Jules - both gone in one day!' mused Felix
Babylon.
'And no one to take their places,' said Racksole. 'And yet the hotel
continues its way!'
But when Racksole reached the Grand Babylon he found that Miss
Spencer's chair in the bureau was occupied by a stately and
imperious girl, dressed becomingly in black.
'Heavens, Nella!' he cried, going to the bureau. 'What are you doing
here?'
'I am taking Mis Spencer's place. I want to help you with your
hotel, Dad. I fancy I shall make an excellent hotel clerk. I have
arranged with a Miss Selina Smith, one of the typists in the office,
to put me up to all the tips and tricks, and I shall do very well.'
'But look here, Helen Racksole. We shall have the whole of
London talking about this thing - the greatest of all American
heiresses a hotel clerk! And I came here for quiet and rest!'
'I suppose it was for the sake of quiet and rest that you bought the
hotel, Papa?'
'You would insist on the steak,' he retorted. 'Get out of this, on the
instant.'
'Here I am, here to stay,' said Nella, and deliberately laughed at her
parent.
Just then the face of a fair-haired man of about thirty years
appeared at the bureau window. He was very well-dressed, very
aristocratic in his pose, and he seemed rather angry.
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