A Sale at Christie’s, Shrouded in Twilight
Roger Prigent sat in the front room of his Upper East Side store, Malmaison, gently stroking the arms of his gilded chair. After the touch came the recognition.
“That’s Russian,” he said, his white mustache dancing under his nose. “I like Russian chairs; they’re more whimsical than French ones. This one’s from 1825.”
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