With extreme caution she and Rona mounted the chest of drawers, trying not to make the slightest noise.

Their eyes were just on a level with the top of the partition, and they had a good view of the next cubicle.

The occupants, Stephanie and her room-mate, Beth Broadway, were far too absorbed to think of looking up towards the ceiling.

Their attention was concentrated on the parcel which had arrived by the post.
It contained a small bottle, carefully packed in shavings, and also a typewritten letter, the purport of which seemed to electrify Stephanie.
"It's the most extraordinary thing I've ever heard!" she was saying.
"Beth, just listen to this." And she read aloud: "66 HOLBORN VIADUCT, LONDON.
"DEAR MADAM, "Having seen your portrait, as a noted beauty, published in _The Princess_, _The Ladies' Court Journal_, and other leading pictorials, we venture to submit to you a sample of our famous Eau de Venus, an invaluable adjunct to the toilet of any lady possessing a delicate complexion.

It is a perfectly harmless, fragrantly scented fluid, which, if applied daily after breakfast, produces a rose-leaf bloom which is absolutely incomparable.