eight rue de chalon.
your highness.
your highness, forgive this intrusion, but.
no, madame, something of the utmost importance.  it concerns your jewels.
i remember one birthday of his majesty, our beloved czar.  i had the honor of being on guard at the summer palace.  i still see you bending before his majesty.  you wore your diadem and a necklace.  your face seemed to be lighted by the jewels.
they are here!.  your jewels!.  here in paris!
this morning three soviet agents arrived. i overheard a telephone conversation with mercier, the jeweler. your highness, they are going to sell them!
i am sorry.  i have to leave.
yes, monsieur.
room service.  just a moment please.