CHAPTER FIVEMimosa awoke early and the femme de chamber, who came to call her, said,
“Madame Blanc is not well this morning. She is staying in bed with a migraine.”
“Oh, I am so sorry,” Mimosa exclaimed.
Actually she was rather glad as she found Suzette’s incessant chatter exhausting.
When she had breakfasted, she felt for the first time that she was free and on her own.
She therefore went to the cupboard where she had placed the manuscript of her father’s book, which had arrived at the Villa the day after she had.
She had fortunately been alone when the manservant brought it to her.
And as she had no wish to make long explanations to Suzette, she had put it hastily away in a cupboard in the sitting room.
Now she took the parcel out and opened it.
The moment she saw her father’s h
