CHAPTER SEVEN
Patricia wondered how long the maid was going to lie in her room, fiddling about with the duster. Not that she supposed that it really mattered for the had all the time in the world to spare. She knew her parents had gone for a sail, leaving her at the hotel to spend a lazy day. Still, she did want to change from her dress to a sun suit and bask on her balcony. Surely the maid would go away and leave her in peace? After speculating like this for a few minutes, she then thought that perhaps she was being a bit prudish. It was rather silly of her to worry about a mere servant. She divided that she would change there and then and think nothing of the presence of the maid. She stood in front of the mirror of the wardrobe admiring herself, pirouetting on her toes and running her
