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PRINCESS VIRGINIA 16 - 17
Victor had continued, pouring her another drop of
white wine.
“Actually, I had thought of going to the Pré Saint Didier
thermal baths...” Virginia had stalled, fiddling with the
handle of her fork.
“Oh, I see” he had said, disappointed.
She could have kicked herself a moment later when
Victor had got up from the table to follow an elderly
couple to the bar. She had gone there too after a
while to try the Valdostana coffee with grappa, orange
punch, Génépy and cloves. Victor had shot her an
amused look from the other side of the room.
Virginia stretched lazily. She glanced at her watch on
the nightstand. It said nine o’clock. How long was it
since she’d lazed in bed until that hour? The white telephone
rang discreetly.
“Hello,” said Virginia in surprise, lifting the receiver.
“Good morning. We are leaving at ten sharp for the
excursion,” said Victor’s cheerful voice.
“Yes, yes, I remember... ten o’clock sharp. O.K., just
time to have a shower and get dressed, then I’ll be
down,” blurted Virginia, shooting up in bed in surprise.
“Are you sure you don’t have to go to the spa to be