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AUBERGE DE LA MAISON ~ COURMAYEUR
She curtsied for the third time, but when she raised her
head, Count Guido Carlo had already disappeared. She
ran to reopen the shutters, and the sun once more took
possession of Venus’s boudoir. She hurried towards the
stairs and began running down at breakneck speed.
Her head throbbing, she stopped only when her mobile
rang. She dug into her bag to find it.
“Virginia,” she barely whispered.
“Auberge de La Maison, good day to you! It’s Alessandra.
Do you know how lucky you are? Our best
room, the one called The Princess Room, has just
become available, the one with a view of the alpine
meadow and the green majolica wood-burning stove.
Up here it can still be useful in June,” said the silvery
voice from the day before.
“It’s mine! I confirm the reservation. I need some time
to get to Entrèves though, to drive five hundred and
sixteen kilometres in my little car”.
“We’ll be expecting you. There’s no hurry. Have a
good trip.”
Virginia sighed with relief. She dried her tears. She
thought that if she kept her foot on the gas she would
cross the threshold of the Auberge de La Maison at
dinner time. She had a sweet tooth. She could already