Nanny lifted Mila off her and hurried to help Mama. Mila stared in fascination as the two women heaved at her bed, pushing it across the room.

There where her bed had sat was a large square wrought-iron gate set into the floor.

It looked just like the manhole!

Mama dropped to her knees next to it, seizing the iron ring handle with both hands and pulling back. When it didn't budge she bent forward to examine it then twisted, shouting. 'Zayck! THE KEY?!'

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