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In a freshly built shop on Cromwell Street, the art dealer Jozua Drebbel has turned his premises into a miniature museum of every fashionable movement—naturalism, impressionism, futurism, cubism and even a revival of romance. His keen eye for shifting tastes and his willingness to sell whatever a client desires have drawn a steady stream of customers, especially the newly wealthy who crave the latest cultural statements. The narrow front window hides a spacious interior, lit by tall windows that overlook a quiet garden, where canvases and sculptures line the walls in a careful, almost obsessive display.

One crisp autumn morning a sleek blue limousine pulls up, and out steps Lord William Aberdeen, a figure as famous for his immense fortune as for his discreet generosity. Known to Drebbel’s shop as a regular patron who trusts his own judgment, the Lord moves through the gallery with a mix of seasoned confidence and a hint of melancholy in his gray eyes. As he examines the paintings, the atmosphere brims with quiet anticipation, suggesting that this visit may set events in motion beyond the usual transactions of art and money.

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