By George R. R. Martin
Whilst suffering riverboat captain Abner Marsh gets a proposal of partnership from a filthy rich aristocrat, he suspects something’s amiss. but if he meets the hauntingly light, steely-eyed Joshua York, he's convinced. For York doesn’t care that the icy wintry weather of 1857 has burnt up all yet considered one of Marsh’s dilapidated fleet. Nor does he care that he won’t earn again his funding in a decade. York has his personal purposes for desirous to traverse the robust Mississippi. and they're to be none of Marsh’s concern—no subject how weird and wonderful, arbitrary, or capricious his activities might turn out.
Marsh intended to show down York’s provide. It was once too choked with secrets and techniques that spelled risk. however the promise of either gold and a grand new boat that can make background beaten his resolve—coupled with the negative strength of York’s captivating gaze. now not until eventually the maiden voyage of his new sidewheeler Fevre Dream might Marsh discover he had joined a challenge either extra sinister, and maybe extra noble, than his most fabulous nightmare...and mankind’s so much most unlikely dream.
Here is the spellbinding story of a vampire’s quest to unite his race with humanity, of a garrulous riverman’s dream of immortality, and of the timeless legends of the steamboat period and an imposing, historical river.
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Next an older woman, said to be a fine cook, was auctioned off, and then a young mother with two children, all sold together. Sour Billy waited through several other sales. It was a quarter past noon and the French Exchange was jammed with bidders and spectators when the item he had chosen came up. Her name was Emily, the encanteur told them. “Look at her, sirs,” he babbled in French, “just look at her. Such perfection! ” Sour Billy was inclined to agree. Emily was sixteen or seventeen, he judged, but already very much a woman.
Marsh rounded to face York. “I hoped my Lady Liz would take the Eclipse some day, beat her time or race her head to head, but she never could of done it, I know that now. I was just foolin’ myself. I didn’t have the money it takes to build a boat that can take the Eclipse. “You give me that money, Mister York, and you’ve got yourself a partner. There’s your answer, sir. You want half of Fevre River Packets, and a partner who runs things quiet and don’t ask you no questions ’bout your business?
But at last he looked away. The man at the table pushed away his soup, gestured, and said, “Captain Marsh. I have been expecting you. ” His voice was mellow, educated, easy. “Yes,” Marsh said, too softly. He pulled out the chair across from York and eased himself into it. Marsh was a massive man, six foot tall and three hundred pounds heavy. He had a red face and a full black beard that he wore to cover up a flat, pushed-in nose and a faceful of warts, but even the whiskers didn’t help much; they called him the ugliest man on the river, and he knew it.