CHAPTER SIXWenda had taken a great deal of trouble with Mrs. Banks over the dinner. She had some difficulty in making the dishes which Robbie had told her the Prince of Wales really enjoyed,
“He loves caviar and ortolans,” he had said.
Wenda had made a hopeless gesture with her hands.
“We are not likely to find them down here in the country!”
“No, I know, but you might be able to find some oysters. His Royal Highness always says his ideal supper dish is grilled oysters.”
“I will try,” Wenda promised, but she was not very optimistic.
She had remembered that Robbie said his favourite way of cooking pheasant was to have it served stuffed with a woodcock which in its turn was stuffed with truffles.
It was the wrong time of year for pheasant, but she thought a peahen with a teal inside
