CHAPTER TWOKarla actually enjoyed the journey while Penelope said that she felt exhausted.
It was a long time since she had crossed the English Channel and she was so thrilled to be on the Steamer again which took them to Calais.
The train waiting in the Station was the Express to Paris.
They found a comfortable First Class compartment with just one other person in it.
Karla felt that her wig made her feel rather hot and stuffy, so she took off her hat and put it on the empty seat next to her.
Her sister looked at her quizzically.
“You will have to be very careful,” she said in a low voice so that the other person could not her. “If your wig goes back far from your forehead, it might show your fair hair.”
“I shall get used to it in time,” Karla replied, “but at the moment it feels
