Chapter SevenValda was already up and half-dressed when Madame Porquier came to call her.
“Monsieur has asked me to tell you, mademoiselle,” she said, “that you will be riding to Arles today, so you must wear your riding habit.”
“Riding to Arles?” Valda exclaimed in delight, knowing this meant that she would see more of the Camargue.
“Oui. Monsieur spoke to my husband and, as he has two horses that he intended to sell to a friend who has wanted them for some time, it is convenient that you and monsieur should take them to him.”
“What a good idea!” Valda agreed.
Madame Porquier put the cup of coffee she had brought Valda on the dressing table.
“You have not much to pack, mademoiselle,” she said, looking at the brown linen bag, which was nearly full.
“No, indeed,” Valda answered. “I b
