The Veils of Venice
“The short distance from the motorboat to the entrance gate of the Fortuny textile factory made her feel as if she had been dipped in ice. The bora, snapping the flags of Italy, Venice, and Spain above the entrance, blew against her and Urbino as they waited for the guard to open the gate. The rains had stopped and the flooding had receded, but now, the day after Apollonia’s death, the city was enduring this different assault.
They hurried into the small showroom, where the heat came as a welcom...e relief. The woman at the desk gave them a smile and greeted the contessa by name. A young woman was turning the display rack while her companion examined swatches. Bolts of patterned silk and velvet were arranged on a long wooden table, and Fortuny umbrellas and lamps accented the room. The factory made Fortuny’s fabric on his original machines and according to a process that remained a well-kept secret.
The contessa and Urbino seated themselves in chairs covered in rose Fortuny fabric near the desk.MoreLess
They hurried into the small showroom, where the heat came as a welcom...e relief. The woman at the desk gave them a smile and greeted the contessa by name. A young woman was turning the display rack while her companion examined swatches. Bolts of patterned silk and velvet were arranged on a long wooden table, and Fortuny umbrellas and lamps accented the room. The factory made Fortuny’s fabric on his original machines and according to a process that remained a well-kept secret.
The contessa and Urbino seated themselves in chairs covered in rose Fortuny fabric near the desk.MoreLess
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