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If anyone had told Cleo that Daphne would be proved right and that very soon she’d be admitting that working for Maid to Order was a mistake of the first water, she wouldn’t have listened. But after that first day, she’d known guiltily how true it was, it was definitely out of her league. Not that it was a league she any longer wanted to be in. Getting the brasses to come up a treat without leaving a trace of polish in the crevices, chasing innocent spiders out of corners, vacuuming under the rugs – talk about life being too short to stuff a mushroom! She’d have packed it in there and then, only she’d promised Val to stay on until the staff-shortage crisis was over.
The one bright spot on the horizon was that she hadn’t committed herself to anything long term. Meanwhile, she was to be
