An Impossible Impostor (Veronica Speedwell, #7)

by Deanna Raybourn

And so, Stoker and I had stopped in Paris for a few days to enjoy the spring sunshine, pay a lengthy visit to Deyrolle—the taxidermical emporium where Stoker wandered in a state of considerable rapture—marvel at the hypnotic ugliness of the newly constructed tower by Monsieur Eiffel,

Then I took a cottage in Providence for the summer,” he added. “A lovely Italianate-style palazzo I had from a Vanderbilt. Deathly expensive, but worth it. And then there was the yacht.”