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Chapter TwoThe vision of beauty in the bed sat up and asked in a gay lilting voice, “Who are you?” Linetta walked a little nearer. “I am Linetta Falaise – and I have a letter from Mademoiselle Antigny for her niece, Marie-Ernestine.” “From Aunt Teresa?” Linetta started. Could this really be Marie-Ernestine? She drew the letter from her handbag and coming nearer to the fantastic blue and lace bed handed it to the woman lying in the middle of it. She thought as she did so that she had been right in thinking that the model in the picture looked like a Goddess. The milk-white shoulders and beneath them the pink-tipped breasts that were very evident under the diaphanous nightgown had a voluptuousness that even in her innocence she was aware of. “How is my aunt?” The question made Linet