Chapter SevenGoing to her bedroom to dress for dinner Zoia the beautiful train saw lying on the bed that the Duchesse had given her.
It had been three days ago that the Governor-General had said at luncheon,
“Our most distinguished guest, the Duke of Welminster, has told me that he feels well enough to enjoy a party. I therefore intend to invite all the people to meet him, who have been longing to do so since they learnt that he had arrived in Odessa.”
“A party? What sort of party?” the Duchesse enquired from the other end of the table.
The Governor-General smiled.
“Just the sort that you will enjoy, my dear, with dancing and, of course, for Monsieur Vallon’s benefit, the best musicians obtainable in New Russia.”
“Dancing!” the ladies exclaimed in unison and went on to add,
“What yo
