“I thought the one we knew was uppermost in the revolutionists’ minds would be the best—the freeing of Borodin.”
“You must use haste. Drexel is to be in Russia less than two weeks longer. When are you going to lead him definitely into the thing?”
“That depends,” she answered.
“On what?”
“On you.”
“On me?”
“On the reply you make to a pair of requests.”
“And what are they?”
“When you arranged with me to undertake this matter, you merely ordered me to lead Mr. Drexel into some revolutionary plot. You did not tell me why you wanted him to be involved in a plot, and I did not ask. But I ask now.”
The prince’s white brows drew together. “Countess, you are going too far!”