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“Oh, no, mademoiselle. You are being kind. But I like to sew. I love pretty clothes and I like to see my lady looking prettier than anyone else.” “Now we have to make someone look as pretty as me,” Fifi told her. She burst into a flow of French so quick and so spirited that Sheena had difficulty in following what she said. But somehow she understood the drift of it and rose to her feet. “Only one dress. Just one!” “I am taking charge of this,” Fifi replied delightedly. “Come along into my bedroom. Quick, Anastasia, find all the things I told you about.” She took Sheena by the hand as she spoke and almost ran her across the room to where a door opened into her bedroom. It was a pretty room, but Sheena had no time to look at the decorations. Cupboards were opened and Fifi began to pull
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