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walls above each of the beds. The third bed looked as if it was about to be photographed for a magazine – two plump blue cushions were propped against the pillows on a smart white duvet.
    â€˜Who did this?’ Sloane asked.
    â€˜I think you’ve been Capriced,’ Alice-Miranda said. ‘I gather you haven’t met your new roommate yet. I showed her in here a little while ago and whenshe started to unpack I knew she meant business. I didn’t realise she’d go this far.’
    Sloane opened the wardrobe. ‘Are you kidding me? This too?’
    Her clothes were lined up in order with dresses at the end, followed by skirts, pants and blouses.
    Millie’s face contorted. ‘What sort of a weirdo does that?’
    â€˜I love her!’ Sloane said.
    â€˜I think it had something to do with her asking me about room inspections,’ said Alice-Miranda.
    â€˜Did you tell her Jacinta and I have never won?’ Sloane asked.
    Alice-Miranda nodded.
    Sloane shrugged. ‘I don’t mind if she wants to tidy up. I’d love to win.’
    But Alice-Miranda wondered if Millie wasn’t just a little bit right. It did seem somewhat extreme. Alice-Miranda was renowned for her tidiness too but she wouldn’t have dreamed of touching the other girls’ things without asking.
    â€˜Sloane, are you there?’ came a voice from the hall. It was Mrs Howard. The woman strode into the room. ‘Good heavens, what happened in here?’ Mrs Howard’s eyes almost popped out of her head.
    â€˜Do you like it? I’ve been tidying up,’ Sloane said, attempting to keep a straight face.
    Mrs Howard glared at her. ‘And I’m Queen Georgiana’s long-lost sister.’
    â€˜Really?’ Sloane looked at the woman. ‘Good for you.’
    Millie and Alice-Miranda giggled.
    â€˜Oh, all right. Caprice did it,’ Sloane admitted.
    â€˜Do you know where I can get twenty more just like her?’ Mrs Howard said with a smile.
    â€˜What a horrible thought,’ Millie mumbled to herself.
    â€˜What was that, Millicent?’ Mrs Howard asked.
    She shook her head. ‘Nothing.’
    â€˜Well, if you want to thank Caprice, she’s out in the sitting room creating some of the most beautiful title pages I’ve ever seen,’ Mrs Howard said. She held up the fabric that had been slung over her shoulder and waved it at Sloane. ‘And I’ve just fixed your tunic. I suggest you stop growing, Sloane Sykes, or you’ll be needing another uniform before the end of term.’ She found a spare hanger in the wardrobe.
    â€˜Thanks,’ Sloane said.
    â€˜I couldn’t have you going around with staples holding up your hem, could I?’ Mrs Howard tutted. ‘Besides, they’d soon ruin the washing machine.’
    Sloane grinned at Millie and Alice-Miranda. ‘Sorry, sewing’s not really Mummy’s thing. I’ll get changed and then I’ll go and see Caprice.’
    â€˜If anyone needs me, I’m popping over to see Mrs Smith. Poor Doreen’s in a bit of a muddle and I want to see if I can help her with dinner,’ Mrs Howard said as she headed for the door. ‘Oh, and the year seven girls are walking back from Caledonia Manor. Charlie went to get them but the bus broke down halfway between.’
    â€˜At least it’s not raining,’ Alice-Miranda said.
    â€˜Well, there is that.’ Mrs Howard gave a wave and disappeared into the hall.
    â€˜I’d better get back and finish my story for Miss Reedy,’ Alice-Miranda said.
    â€˜Do you want a drink?’ Millie asked. ‘Science homework always makes me thirsty.’
    Alice-Miranda shook her head. ‘I’m fine.’
    â€˜Not me,’ Sloane said. ‘But thanks.’
    Alice-Miranda went back to their room and Millie walked out to the kitchenette, which was off the back sitting room. She expected to see Caprice doing her