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Chapter FiveIt was after six o’clock when Sheena arrived back at the Embassy in a taxi with three large suitcases and a hat box. She was thankful to see that there was no one about as they stopped at the broad steps that led up to the front door. She had thought that there was every likelihood that Madame Pelayo would have gone to a cocktail party. She usually went to one in the evening, escorted either by the Ambassador or by Lucien Mansfield. It seemed to be part of the Colonel’s job to act as escort when the Ambassador was otherwise engaged. Sheena had no desire to be seen until she had time to collect herself and realise what Fifi had done to her. Both Fifi and Anastasia had absolutely refused to allow her to keep her old tweed suit, her underclothes or even her shoes. “We are going