The Count looked across at Zoleka, who made a gesture with her hands.
“It is unusual but certainly original and it will start people talking.”
“That is exactly what we want,” added the Count.
There was no need for either of them to say more.
They knew nothing could more attract the attention of the men and women in the street than a race meeting in which women were to participate.
“I have a number of other ideas up my sleeve,” the Count murmured. “But I am not going to talk about them at the moment. What I want is to make sure, and this is your department Zoleka and Udele, that we are served better food at dinner tonight than we had last night.”
“Oh dear! I meant to speak directly to the chef this morning, but I will send for him now. Do you want to talk to him too?” Zoleka exclaimed
