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...National World War II Museum in New Orleans is sponsoring a Victory in Europe tour to Normandy, led by the museum curators and veterans, who share first-hand stories and serve as guides. On the tour, you'll visit London, Normandy and Paris, and highlights include dinner with Viscount Montgomery of Alamein, the son of Field Marshal Bernard Montgomery. The package is priced per person at $5,550 double-occupancy; the single supplement is $1,150. If you can't get to Normandy, the Nola museum is also running a special program on June 6, see the website for details...
...Frederick disdainfully. “I can only hope this exhibition will make you more able to appreciate my talents.”“Ehh...but surely we canna each find something-ah to enjoy anna appreciate,” the Prince said, as he herded the Viscount and Viscountess out of the room.As he walked behind them, Ollie grinned to himself. “Oi am a bleedin’ geenyous,” he whispered.The Viscount and his wife had no idea the surprise that was waiting for them when they got to the museum...
...that the leopard allowed for a much higher degree of metaphorical coherence. London’s aristocratic intelligentsia would fall to their knees at the unveiling. It would be his masterpiece.On the pedestal, The Stable Boy stifled his boredom. It was the fifth modeling he had done since the Viscount and Viscounta wess had left for Italy, leaving him in a rage of frustration and financial desperation. In order to pay his room and board at the inn, he had been forced to succumb to the inept fumblings of pallid, emaciated men in too-tight breeches, all calling themselves...
...merrily across the Piazza del Duomo. An overturned box of lettuce had delayed her morning’s errands—it had taken nearly fifteen minutes of apologies to soothe the withered old grocer—but Roxanna’s step was light. Surely the Viscount and Viscountess would not mind. Look how the dome of the Santa Maria del Fiore caught the mid-morning sunshine. Look at those clouds bounding through the blue. Oh, how she loved Florence!As she left the city, passing through its old Roman gate, Roxanna mused again over the improbability...
...Viscount?” replied The Stable Boy. His expression revealed neither resistance nor eagerness, though a peculiar movement of his eyes might have indicated that he knew what was coming. “And where is this task to be performed...