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Princess Fifi had a very busy day. She had to hunt down everything that Bella

had tidied up.
Her ribbons were nearly as soggy as her toast. Her jigsaw was burnt to a cinder.

Her tennis balls were stuck in the chimney. The Bumper Book of Princes was covered
in tooth-marks and doggy dribble.

And in the cupboard under the stairs, she found an empty chocolate box and a

very happy dragon.
“I’ve had enough!” she wailed, tipping cocoa out of her roller boots. “I’m

exhausted! I’ve spent all day tidying up! Where’s my nightie?”
“In the fish-pond,” answered Bella.

“Oh, no!” The Princess fell on the bed in all her clothes. “Hasn’t your memory

come back yet?” she groaned.
“Not yet.”

“I hope it comes back soon!”
“I’m sure it will,” said Bella, “as long as you keep on showing me where

everything ought to go. It might just take a few more weeks.”
Princess Fifi didn’t reply. She began to snore.

Bella smiled, and tiptoed out of Fifi’s perfectly tidy room.