"M'sieur Colin Trewinnard?"
"That is my name, Captain Stoyanovitch," I replied in surprise. "You
know it quite well."
"The usual formality, _mon cher ami_!"
And the tall, handsome equerry in the white uniform of the Imperial
Guard laughed lightly, clicked his heels together, and handed me a
letter which I saw bore the Imperial cipher upon its black seal.
"From His Imperial Majesty the Emperor," he added in Russian.