"In what character do you demand that information?" he said, with a sneer.
"As her cousin, the Prince von Gramberg."
"The Prince. You still hold to that farce?"
"Be good enough to explain what you mean."
"Simply that you are no more the Prince von Gramberg than I am, but Heinrich Fischer, an ex-play-actor. Do you dare to deny that?"
"Certainly I do."
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Then who are you?"
"For the present, and for the purposes of this interview, I am the Prince von Gramberg, and you will be good enough so to regard me."
"Swashbuckling talk is of no use to frighten me, and I have no time for any further antics of yours. You deceived me for a time, I admit, but I know you now, and, unless you leave my house, I will call my servants, and have you expelled from it and handed over to the police for an impostor."