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On Tuesday, following a light lunch at Simpson’s, they dropped into a drinks reception at the Banqueting House before going on to a gala dinner at the Savoy in aid of the Red Cross, where Matt Monro serenaded the guests

On Wednesday, it was the turn of the Queen’s Club, where they watched a poloPrince Charles, and a visiting Argentinian side, most of who, they had house seats for Funny Girl, a new inal Broadway star, Barbra Streisand, which had queues for returns that were the envy of every other West End theater

On Thursday, and heaven kno Virginia fixed the tickets, they attended a royal garden party at Buckingham Palace, where Priscilla was presented to Princess Alexandra In the evening, they dined with the Duke of Bridgwater and his eldest son, Bofie, who couldn’t take his eyes off Priscilla In fact, Virginia had to warn hi it

On Friday, Priscilla was so exhausted she spent thein bed, and was only just up in ti on in the evening to Covent Garden to see a production of Giselle

On Saturdaythe cere Horse Guards In the evening they had a quiet supper à deux at Virginia’s flat “No one in London would dreaht,” she explained “The streets are full of foreigners and visiting football hooligans” But then Virginia had always intended to use that night to sow the first seeds of doubt in her friend’s mind

“What a week,” said Priscilla as they sat down for supper “What fun, and to think that too back to Mablethorpe”

“You don’t have to go back,” said Virginia

“But Robert is expecting me”

“Is he? Frankly, would he even notice if you were to spend a few more days in London

?”

Priscilla put down her knife and fork, clearly considering the proposition In truth, Virginia didn’t want her to reer, as she was exhausted and had nothing planned for the folloeek

“Have you ever thought about leaving Robert?” asked Virginia as Morton refilled Priscilla’s wine glass

“Regularly But how could I possibly survive without him?”

“Rather well, I suspect After all, you have a lovely home in The Boltons, not to mention—”

“But it’s not mine”