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104 her address for the hundredth time, and went to the magazine office, where she was to find the golden egg. She was impressed by the elegance of the busy reception room, with its mahogany and good pictures. She sent her card to the editor and waited fifteen minutes, then the card bearer returned. She was sorry, but the editor was extremely occupied this morning. Was there anything she could do for Mrs. Jocelyn? Bambi’s face registered her disappointment.

“Would it do any good for me to wait?”

“Have you a letter of introduction? Mr. Strong seemed not to know your name.”

“He told me to come.”

“Told you? How do you mean?”

Bambi offered the letter to her. As she read it her face changed.

“Oh, are you the girl who won the prize?” Bambi nodded.

“You are?” she protested her amazement.

“I’m just as surprised as you are,” Bambi assured her.

“Of course Mr. Strong will see you. He didn’t understand.” She was off in great haste, and back in a jiffy.