“You have been misinformed,” I replied in an assured tone.
Finkelstein looked at me searchingly.
“My informant does not often make mistakes,” he observed.
“The Princess is deceived this time, however,” was my retort.
It was a fresh surprise for the Superintendent.
“The Princess! Then you know?” He broke off short, conscious that he was making an admission.
“The Princess Y—— having left Petersburg, it was natural to suppose that she had come here to consult you,” I answered modestly, not wishing to appear too well informed.
Finkelstein frowned.
“You have not yet told me who you are,” he reminded me.