CHAPTER FIVERosetta woke up with a start and then she realised it was still very early.
It was not yet six o’clock.
For a moment she just lay in bed.
She could see, as the wardrobe door was open, the gown she had worn last night.
They had gone up to change for dinner at half past seven although the Marquis had not arrived and at the back of their minds was the fear that he would not turn up at all.
And that would be the end of the Racecourse!
To cheer herself up, Rosetta had then chosen one of Dolina’s prettiest gowns. It was pale pink and ornamented with diamante and flowers and it gave her the feeling when she put it on that she was the Fairy Queen of the garden.
When the Marquis did arrive, she had no idea that was exactly how she looked to him. He was astonished to see anyone
