It was cold in Paris that October day in 1975 when Philippe received a hand-written note from Mischa Barinov of St. Petersburg; an invitation to view a rare, privately held collection of antiquities. He departed by train that very evening.
Two days later, he arrived in the study of a mansion on the Griboyedov Canal. Settling into a Louis XIV bergere beside the fireplace, he was enveloped by the blended scents of ancient, leather-bound books, the crackling fire, and the steam of black tea rising from a spectacular samovar.
Mischa appeared in the doorway. “Thank you for coming. I think you will find it well worth your travels. But first, tea…” Then, in regard to Philippe's obvious obsession with the samovar, “Tombak bronze, circa 1775.”
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