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Chapter Three-3
Deliberately she forced herself not to continue touching up the flowers, but to leave them as they were. Then she walked back towards the Chateau, enjoying the garden as she had not been able to do before. It was so lovely, so perfect, that she could not understand why anybody should wish to go elsewhere when they owned this oasis of perfection. Then she told herself there were quite a lot of things she should be doing for her Stepmother and she had spent enough time enjoying herself. She walked back into the house. Everything was very quiet, in fact the only sound she could hear was the buzz of the bees on the flowers climbing over the terrace. Everyone, Tempera thought, would be having a siesta, even Colonel Anstruther. Fortified by the conviction she walked into the Sitting Room a
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