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Felicita woke early as she always did.
Because she was so excited, she jumped out of bed to stand at the window looking out at the sea.
Last night it seemed very strange when she had sat alone in the luxurious dining room.
She had been waited on by Pedro and the young footmen engaged to help him.
The dinner had been really delicious and yet after the first two courses, Felicita, having eaten so little for so long found it virtually impossible to eat anything more.
There had been a superb golden wine for her to drink.
When she had finished the meal and had left the dining room, it was apologetically.
She felt that the chef would be disappointed that the last two dishes had been sent away untouched.
She was feeling very tired and she had gone upstairs at once to her bedroom.
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