“...Curiosity overcame hunger. I left my room, but instead of the dining room I went to my husband’s office and stopped at the door in bewilderment. I knew I wasn’t doing anything illegal—we had no secrets. In half an hour he would have told me himself what was the matter. I heard an unfamiliar, male voice that said authoritatively: “And I affirm the truth!” Your wife has no rights to this capital. It was bequeathed by her great-grandfather, Prince Ramzaev, to the heirs of his eldest daughter only in the event that after fifty years there are no heirs of his youngest son...”