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Название книги: The Wizard’s Daughter
Автор(ы): Barbara Michaels
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Wizard_s-Daughter-192378.html
© 1980
PROLOGUE
She was the most beautiful woman of her time. Fashionable ladies tried in vain to imitate the elegance of her slim figure, her gliding walk, her exquisite auburn hair. Once she had been a humble little Spanish girl attending convent school in Paris. Now she was every inch an Empress; and most men would have quailed before the fury in her eyes as she stood in the majesty of offended pride, her plumy fan snapping, the priceless lace at her breast trembling with each sharp breath."You dare, sir, to complain of the group that has assembled to honor you – the wealth and nobility of France?"The gentleman she addressed was tall and slight, almost boyish in appearance. He was the only man in that glittering crowd who did not wear a gold-braided uniform or the ribbon of some distinguished Order. His only unusual feature was his thick wavy hair, so fair that it shone like silver in the light of the hundreds of candles. Yet his features showed no alarm, only courteous regret. He spread his
Название книги: The Wizard’s Daughter
Автор(ы): Barbara Michaels
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Wizard_s-Daughter-192378.html
© 1980
PROLOGUE
She was the most beautiful woman of her time. Fashionable ladies tried in vain to imitate the elegance of her slim figure, her gliding walk, her exquisite auburn hair. Once she had been a humble little Spanish girl attending convent school in Paris. Now she was every inch an Empress; and most men would have quailed before the fury in her eyes as she stood in the majesty of offended pride, her plumy fan snapping, the priceless lace at her breast trembling with each sharp breath."You dare, sir, to complain of the group that has assembled to honor you – the wealth and nobility of France?"The gentleman she addressed was tall and slight, almost boyish in appearance. He was the only man in that glittering crowd who did not wear a gold-braided uniform or the ribbon of some distinguished Order. His only unusual feature was his thick wavy hair, so fair that it shone like silver in the light of the hundreds of candles. Yet his features showed no alarm, only courteous regret. He spread his
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