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Yet she cannot help feeling uncomfortable about her new-found wealth, for her godfather's nephew, Gennadi, an officer in the Imperial Russian Navy, should have been the rightful heir. But he has been shipwrecked in the Arctic...or has he? Galina is strangely haunted by the vivid portrait of the handsome sailor hanging in the library. He is the perfect hero of her imagination but surely she cannot be so foolish as to fall in love with a portrait? | Yet she cannot help feeling uncomfortable about her new-found wealth, for her godfather's nephew, Gennadi, an officer in the Imperial Russian Navy, should have been the rightful heir. But he has been shipwrecked in the Arctic...or has he? Galina is strangely haunted by the vivid portrait of the handsome sailor hanging in the library. He is the perfect hero of her imagination but surely she cannot be so foolish as to fall in love with a portrait? | ||
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+ | ==Related Titles== | ||
+ | * [[The Road To Kaluga]] | ||
+ | * [[Flight From The Eagle]] | ||
+ | * [[The Eagle's Fate]] | ||
+ | * [[The Green Gallant]] | ||
+ | * [[The Ice King]] | ||
+ | * [[Tatya's Story]] | ||
+ | * [[The River Of Time]] |
Revision as of 02:06, 27 October 2007
- Author: Dinah Dean
- Publisher: Mills & Boon #138
- Year: 1983
- Setting: Russia 1813-14
Book Description
Left a house and a fortune by her godfather, Galina is delighted at the unexpected opportunity to enter the glittering society of St. Petersburg in the early nineteenth century.
Yet she cannot help feeling uncomfortable about her new-found wealth, for her godfather's nephew, Gennadi, an officer in the Imperial Russian Navy, should have been the rightful heir. But he has been shipwrecked in the Arctic...or has he? Galina is strangely haunted by the vivid portrait of the handsome sailor hanging in the library. He is the perfect hero of her imagination but surely she cannot be so foolish as to fall in love with a portrait?