CHAPTER THREE-2

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* Now when she walked into the nursery, it was all so familiar. She only wished that Nanny, who had loved and spoilt her, were there as well. Nothing had been changed from when she had been a child. The rocking horse was in front of the window and the screen on which Nanny had stuck their Christmas cards each year was by the fireplace and her doll’s house, sadly dilapidated, was propped up in one corner. A maid she had never seen before came forward rather disdainfully to ask if she wished to have anything unpacked. “Only what is in my night case. Leave the trunks until tomorrow, as I may not be staying in this room – ” The maid gave her a sideways glance and it told her that it would be highly unlikely that she would be able to alter her stepmother’s strict instructions. The maid o

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