Oh, man, I am loving this.
And I did not expect this after my previous encounters with Heyer, but her humour in this one just cracks me up. At least, I hope she meant this to be as funny as I am reading it to be.
‘Yes, indeed, sir,’ said the Inspector woodenly. ‘Very bad business. May I have your full name and address, please?’
‘My address!’ said the Prince, with one of his mournful smiles. ‘Alas, I have no longer an address to call my own since my country has been in the hands of my enemies. My name is Alexis Feodor Gregorovitch Varasashvili. I am absolutely at your service.’
The Inspector drew a breath, and requested him to spell it.