“There was the doggedly devoted Pookie, accompanied by his smiling, handsome mother. They took her off to the elaborate family town house where Dian unburdened herself of the troubles she had endured with her white hunter. “Don’t let it spoil your trip, my dear,” Mrs. Forrester consoled her. “Just put him out of your mind.” Next day Dian and Franz drove two hundred miles south to the wide sweep of the home farm—a tobacco plantation near Victoria. Here she met Franz’s elder brother, Alexie. Shirt...less, dark-haired, tall and brawny, he was riding a tractor in a tobacco field when she first saw him. She was impressed. The Forresters’ farm is truly lovely — horses, gardens, tennis, a big, gracious house that fits the count’s background, and lots of black servants. I like them all, but Alexie is quite remarkable. I think he is inclined to be arrogant, but there’s something powerful about him I never felt with Pookie. He’s thirty-one, single, and just about the best-looking man I’ve ever laid eyes on.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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