E-text prepared by Annie McGuire from scanned images of public domain material generously made available by the Google Books Library Project (http://books.google.com/) Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this file which includes the original illustration. See 33657-h.htm or 33657-h.zip: (https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/33657/pg33657-images.html) or (https://www.gutenberg.org/files/33657/33657-h.zip) Images of the original pages are available through the the Google Books Library Project. See http://books.google.com/books?vid=jwkPAAAAIAAJ&id Transcriber's note: Text enclosed by equal signs was in bold face in the original (=bold=). CINDERELLA JANE by MARJORIE BENTON COOKE [Illustration: CINDERELLA JANE] * * * * * _Books by the Same Author_ BAMBI DR. DAVID THE DUAL ALLIANCE THE GIRL WHO LIVED IN THE WOODS * * * * * CINDERELLA JANE by MARJORIE BENTON COOKE Author of "Bambi," "The Girl Who Lived In The Woods," Etc. [Illustration] With Frontispiece in Colors A. L. Burt Company Publishers New York Published by Arrangement with Doubleday, Page & Company Copyright, 1917, by Doubleday, Page & Company [Illustration: CINDERELLA JANE] CHAPTER I It was the Pageant of the Prophets which gave Jerry Paxton his first chance. There were several links in the primrose chain of fortune which led him from the first opportunity to the last. The first and most important may be said to have been Mrs. Abercrombie Brendon, who opened her house for a portrait exhibition. She had an eye for men as well as for art, so when handsome Jerry appeared, she annexed him. The second link was Jerry's sense of dramatic values, which made him play up to this somewhat elderly siren. The third was the gods, who had ever smiled on Jerry Paxton. It was a season when all the society clubs and leagues were spending themselves and their money in lavish spectacles of all kinds. There were Balls of the Gods and Pagan Routs, Persian Ballets and Greek Friezes, personified by the very best people, and some of the second best. Mrs. Abercrombie Brendon, who was socially elect, headed an eager and earnest group of ladies of her set, who desired to outdo all previous efforts in a mammoth affair, which would provide woollen underwear for the Belgians, or something equally practical and unpoetic. She happened to mention her dilemma to Jerry, as they sat at tea in Mrs. Brendon's drawing-room a week or so after their first meeting. "We can't seem to think of anything which has not been done," she complained. "We have people to be in the thing, people to produce it, people to come to see it, and all we need is----" "Brains," said Jerry daringly. "Have you any?" "I have a couple of lobes." "Have you them with you?" "There is at least one in good working order, and at your disposal," he laughed.