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There was a wide landing, then what Mimosa thought was the most beautiful bedroom she had ever seen. There was a huge bed with the headboard in the shape of a silver shell and the bedcover was made of exquisite lace that must have cost a fortune. All the furniture was inlaid with mother-of-pearl. A looking glass on the dressing table was surrounded by angels painted in their natural colour. Suzette found Mimosa an exquisitely beautiful nightgown that she thought could only have come from Paris. It must have been worked by nuns and then she remembered how Minerva had told her that she had bought a negligee from there when she was with her mother. Suzette helped Mimosa into bed and, when she was lying back against the pillows, she hurried away. Mimosa was certain that it was to send m