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"That one is ve

ry good looking," Leslie whispered Randall ignored her

"The White Tower is the s who lived on the top floor, but everyone is interested in the Bloody Tower?'

"Why?" Catherine asked

"It's where the ghoulish fifteenth-century royalprinces, Edward V and the Duke of York"

"I want to see the jewels," Leslie cried "Who wants to look at some dirty old prison house?"

"We can see it all," Randall said firmly

The sisters s it when Randall took control I started to laugh with theht; maybe I was too serious about life It was more fun to be carefree

After our tour, the sisters wanted lunch so we bought bread and cheese and to my surprise, two bottles of wine When I questioned it, they looked at me as if I had been locked aith the poor dead princes

"How do you eat without wine?" Leslie wanted to know

I explained that where I caer people to drink

"There are toosos"

They finally looked serious as I described some of the scenes I had witnessed wherein cartons or in alleys, getting a cheap high from wine that would probably take paint off a car

Like Randall, the sisters caed life They lived in a chateau outside of Paris with land that bordered on the Seine They, too, had gone only to private schools, andto them as some television drama

"We have heard about such things in America, but you are the first one we knoho lives in such a place," Catherine said