“Wake up, wake up” -- Gina called me aloud one grey morning when outside was still dark.
“You are lucky, you're leaving the kitchens...”
No sooner had I opened my eyes that I saw Gina's face shining with gladness, her little foxy
eyes glistening in the light of the candle flame. Although I had no idea about what that might
mean, I took heart and asked: “Has the Count decided it is time for me to ...