“I await the document, madame.”
“It is useless, Prince.”
“Madame, here I am. Must I say that I do not leave the house without that paper?”
“But I cannot give it you.”
“Cannot, madame? Why not?”
“Because I have returned it. I swore that I would.”
“You have returned it? to Princess Theophanis?”
“Yes—at least to her husband.” The triumph in her tone did not escape Prince Soudaroff, but it was not with sympathy that his eyes gleamed.
“At least, madame, you took the precaution of having it photographed before parting with it?”
“No—I am sorry.” The Princess was startled at last. “I never thought of that.”