When she unwrapped it,
hidden in the folds of many reams of delicate tissue, she found a
gorgeous bunch of orchids.
"How beautiful! I wonder who could have--" then she found a
white card, and read it aloud, with a mirthful peal of laughter.
"To Lollypop's little Bonbon Tootems--from her foolish old
Da-Da!"
Helene turned toward the window, to gaze out over the mysterious,
foreign motley array of roofs and obtruding skyscrapers of this
curious district.
"This mysterious man plays his part with a sense of humor. If
only he will be different and not mean the flowers, ever!"
And she forgot to finish the note which was to have gone to
faraway, stupid, dear old Jack.
Ten minutes later an aged gentleman entered the gorgeous foyer of
the Hotel California, impatiently presenting his card to the
bell-boy, for announcement to Miss Marigold. The lad, true to
tradition, quietly confided the name to the interested clerk,
before doing so. As the visitor was shown to the elevator, the
clerk turned to his assistant with a nudge.
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