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Davy quickly nodded. Emma bit her lip. Rayley murmured “Here, here” and Geraldine, who had dozed off some minutes before, gave a little snort as her chin bobbed lower toward her chest. Tom, his feet still propped on the table, his chair tilted precariously back, pulled a cigarette from the silver case in his pocket and slowly smiled. “Quite a speech, Welles,” he said. “I’m surprised the clock doesn’t chime again, just for emphasis.”
Chapter Three The Winter Palace, St. Petersburg - The Private Rooms of the Orlovs June 14, 1889 9:20 AM “There was a disturbance in the theater last night,” Filip said, without looking up from his plate. Her pulse quickened, just has he had undoubtedly intended for it to do. “What sort of disturbance?” Tatiana said, her voice carefully pitched to sound calm, even slightly disinterested. She had trained herself how to do this throughout the twenty-seven months she had been married to Filip Orlov. Anxiety made the voice rise, especially on the final syllable of the last spoken word. It had the effect of turning any statement into an implied question, of indicating uncertainty, even in the most everyday of matters. Tatiana now automatically lowered her voice as she finished each sentence and the irony was that this soft growl, which had begun as a survival technique, was largely cited among her acquaintances as evidence of a flirtatious nature. Tatiana and Filip were sitting at their breakfast table just as they had for each morning of their married life. Which would make it – let’s see, what was twenty-seven times thirty? Dear God, over 800 consecutive mornings that the two of them had spent precisely as this one: Filip already in uniform, already wearing his boots. She in her peignoir, imported at considerable expense and bother from one of the better ladies’ boutiques of Paris, idly grazing over a bowl of fruit and grain, all the while sipping her favorite morning concoction. It was pink froth in a wine glass, a mixture of pomegranate juice and flat champagne, whatever dregs happened to remain from the night before. Filip ate eggs, but exclusively the yolks, an idiosyncrasy that resulted each morning in a plate of abandoned egg whites, lying lacy and flat on his blue plate like the dried foam which was left behind on the beaches of the Crimean Sea. Tatiana and Filip summered there and would be departing for their villa soon, just after the Tchaikovsky ball. Half their trunks were already packed. Tatiana did not anticipate the trip.
Page 2 and 3: City of Silence City of Mystery, Bo
Page 4 and 5: Prologue June 13, 1889 The Winter P
Page 6 and 7: windows, and as the light grows, sh
Page 8 and 9: Chapter One London - The Lawns of W
Page 10 and 11: Ella and Alix had been among the se
Page 12 and 13: careful to steer his wife socially
Page 14 and 15: Chapter Two London - Geraldine Bain
Page 16 and 17: energetic and practical and free th
Page 18 and 19: Might it be a poor man?” “Rich
Page 20 and 21: approval, and he had finally learne
Page 22 and 23: who certainly know his face. Might
Page 24 and 25: sympathetically. I would imagine ra
Page 26 and 27: proper wording.“ “Indeed,” sa
Page 28 and 29: with the boys she would have to get
Page 32 and 33: Filip did not answer her at once. P
Page 34 and 35: the members of the private guard. B
Page 36 and 37: “Don’t worry,” one of them ca
Page 38 and 39: “I believe your husband is a memb
Page 40 and 41: “I intend to take a photograph,
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Page 44 and 45: “Tsesarevich,” Rayley repeated.
Page 46 and 47: even more troubling one of why he h
Page 48 and 49: ever happened in Vlad’s life. He
Page 50 and 51: on that day as he had watched Yulia
Page 52 and 53: would never know, but he suspected
Page 54 and 55: the end of these long evenings, he
Page 56 and 57: But the reality was that the dance
Page 58 and 59: Besides, Konstantin liked the costu
Page 60 and 61: the Winter Palace. Tatiana never ch
Page 62 and 63: “Why would you think they were mu
Page 64 and 65: cramped berths where the sailors sl
Page 66 and 67: At precisely nine o’clock the doo
Page 68 and 69: “Yes Ma’am,” Davy croaked.
Page 70 and 71: Petersburg or all the changes the y
Page 72 and 73: “As is often the case,” the Que
Page 74 and 75: “What’s odd about it?” Trevor
Page 76 and 77: nothing more than a British widow,
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masculine pleasures. “It is a lon
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And in that remark, so benign on th
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goose in the vee dropped from the s
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“Do you waltz?” Trevor asked Em
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showed on her face. She wasn’t lo
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Chapter Eight June 18, 1889 The Win
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greet your traveling contingent.”
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“Good heavens, haven’t they tol
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equesting something more bracing th
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Chapter Nine The Streets of St. Pet
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manner of my grandfather, and not m
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notion of a university professor or
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to end the process, dangerous and b
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she had gone to the ballroom? It se
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“No,” Tatiana said. “For you
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Emma stepped toward Konstantin, won
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“I am sorry,” she said. “Why
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“Not accustomed to smoking these
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other direction. “What are you do
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“Or just a desire for more privac
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“It wasn’t like that when I was
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supposed they must take what they c
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“And from there,” said Tom, who
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“We must examine the balcony abov
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At the appointed hour there had bee
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“It is famous? As far away as Lon
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Filip smiled, his eyes glittering w
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until you will see what I mean.”
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killer could have disarmed her afte
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“Alix most certainly shall not wa
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death as a suicide. The crime not o
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“Your sanctuary.” “Yes. My sa
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clearer,” Emma said. “Konstanti
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“All right, let’s wrap this up
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of a crime, whether it lies within
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“There are many explanations for
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Chapter Fourteen The Café of the R
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of having the cover of the performa
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test a woman for this, no way to pr
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might be the eventual undoing of th
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“And did you participate?” “O
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“I just don’t understand what
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“The tsarina,” Alix said, stari
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to the appropriate seat by a Cossac
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Trevor turned in his seat to more c
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imperial family and their guests we
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“Good, for I am bored,” she sai
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Chapter Sixteen The Winter Palace -
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at last paused in front of a rather
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e born for many months.” “If yo
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“Well, you certainly sound Russia
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Another of her jarring changes of s
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of how limited his past education h
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“Why is it good that I shan’t b
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Chapter Seventeen The Winter Palace
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all women wanting to be a princess.
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She never would have met Gerry, the
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“Barely,” said Tom, speaking fo
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to reach for a sweet roll and abrup
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her chair into the circle. “I ass
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committed by the same person, and t
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The Streets of St. Petersburg 6:48
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“Yes,” Davy said, glancing at t
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From there, events had happened exa
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The statement was probably nothing
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Chapter Nineteen The Winter Palace
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not once did it occur to me he was
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“So why did you not make somethin
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Chapter Twenty The Streets of St. P
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your ladies.” He smiled and sippe
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archetypal every couple, two lovers
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to be educated as to their long-ter
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Chapter Twenty-One The Winter Palac
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and rolled his flat dark eyes towar
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Konstantin knew this too, even bett
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close to the dock where workers fro
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arriving for a ball, seventeen for
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Not because they were not good figh
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Chapter Twenty-Two The Winter Palac
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afternoon from the palace police, a
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King.” She laughed and responded
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The Halls of the Gentlemen’s Encl
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Ella’s fifteen trunks and her two
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We could run these halls forever an
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expect - managed to strike the dead
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Tom was lost. He had been fairly su
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Not to panic. Not yet. His cover ha
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the gentlemen’s enclave. What was
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The Grand Ballroom 10:02 PM Tom wat
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Chapter Twenty-Four A Train Outside
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the Imperial family had come down t
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you even after that was over, and t
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Historical Notes I hope that City o
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