His pale eyes were regarding her keenly.
"No. But who told him?"
"I can't imagine, unless Madame Rochal----"
"You are playing with fire, Princess. I must know the facts."
She shrugged lightly and smiled at him, though she was cold with fear.
"Then you must go to those who know them." Then, lying with the ingenuousness which only a woman can command, "Hochwald?" she said coolly. "I've never heard the name before."
From the tail of her eye she saw his look flicker and leave her and she knew that she had baffled him, but the infamous records burned against her, smirched the clean skin against which they lay. It seemed that he must feel their existence as she did.
"You seem disturbed," she ventured carelessly. "It is the name perhaps you use in your dual role?"
"Yes," he replied shortly. "In Germany I have no other."
"Must I then use it here?"