The weather, proverbially lovely in the Bavarian lake country, couldn't have been better. Pert little sailboats darting about the indigo water of the Tegernsee, against a background of hazy blue mountains, made the perfect setting for a season that had not been equaled in brilliance for six years.
Guests at the many cocktail parties tinkling daily in the lakeside chalets (almost all of them are open this year) miss the familiar sight of Prince Rupprecht. The popular dean of Bavarian society has been something of a recluse since the illness of his wife....
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