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`` I hope , '' said Mike , `` she wo n't say she was dressed in cream-pink , trimmed with olive ribbons . '' She did . Then Harding told the porter he was afraid the lady was Lady Helen Seymour , a friend of theirs , whom they had seen that night in a party given in Temple Gardens by this gentleman , Mr. Frank Escott . They were conducted up the desert staircase of the hotel , for the lift did not begin working till seven o'clock . The door stood ajar , and servants were in charge . On the left was a large bed , with dark-green curtains , and in the middle of the room a round table . There were two windows .