“A moment, prince. I want to speak to the lady.”
The captain’s bearded face was a-quiver with excitement. Sonya turned her eyes upon him now for the first time—a cool, inquiring look, half amazed at his temerity in daring to address her. Behind the door, all Drexel’s being stood at pause.
“What does the gentleman wish to say?” Sonya asked stiffly.
Triumph glittered in the officer’s eye. “I believe I have seen madame before,” he said.
“Very likely. Many persons have.”
“And recently. Only a week ago.”
“Ah!—then monsieur has just come from abroad.”
“I saw you in St. Petersburg.”
“Indeed! This is very remarkable.”
“Why?”