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and had some beer。  When I came out I sat on the same seat in the

Square。  I meant to wait till dark and then walk out of the city and

take the train at some little station; but while I was sitting there

I went to sleep。  A policeman woke me。  He had my wig in his hand。



〃'Why do you wear a wig?' he said。



〃I answered: 'Because I am bald。'



〃'No;' he said; 'you're not bald; you've been shaved。  I can feel the

hair coming。'



〃He put his finger on my head。  I felt reckless and laughed。



〃'Ah!' he said; 'you'll come with me and explain all this; your nose

and eyes are looked for。'



〃I went with him quietly to the police…station。。。。〃



Harz seemed carried away by his story。  His quick dark face worked;

his steel…grey eyes stared as though he were again passing through

all these long…past emotions。



The hot sun struck down; Christian drew herself together; sitting

with her hands clasped round her knees。









X



〃I didn't care by then what came of it。  I didn't even think what I

was going to say。  He led me down a passage to a room with bars

across the windows and long seats; and maps on the walls。  We sat and

waited。  He kept his eye on me all the time; and I saw no hope。

Presently the Inspector came。  'Bring him in here;' he said; I

remember feeling I could kill him for ordering me about!  We went

into the next room。  It had a large clock; a writing…table; and a

window; without bars; looking on a courtyard。  Long policemen's coats

and caps were hanging from some pegs。  The Inspector told me to take

off my cap。  I took it off; wig and all。  He asked me who I was; but

I refused to answer。  Just then there was a loud sound of voices in

the room we had come from。  The Inspector told the policeman to look

after me; and went to see what it was。  I could hear him talking。  He

called out: 'Come here; Becker!'  I stood very quiet; and Becker went

towards the door。  I heard the Inspector say: 'Go and find Schwartz;

I will see after this fellow。'  The policeman went; and the Inspector

stood with his back to me in the half…open door; and began again to

talk to the man in the other room。  Once or twice he looked round at

me; but I stood quiet all the time。  They began to disagree; and

their voices got angry。  The Inspector moved a little into the other

room。  'Now!' I thought; and slipped off my cloak。  I hooked off a

policeman's coat and cap; and put them on。  My heart beat till I felt

sick。  I went on tiptoe to the window。  There was no one outside; but

at the entrance a man was holding some horses。  I opened the window a

little and held my breath。  I heard the Inspector say: 'I will report

you for impertinence!' and slipped through the window。  The coat came

down nearly to my heels; and the cap over my eyes。  I walked up to

the man with the horses; and said: 'Good…evening。'  One of the horses

had begun to kick; and he only grunted at me。  I got into a passing

tram; it was five minutes to the West Bahnhof; I got out there。

There was a train starting; they were shouting 'Einsteigen!'  I ran。

The collector tried to stop me。  I shouted: 'Businessimportant!'

He let me by。  I jumped into a carriage。  The train started。〃



He paused; and Christian heaved a sigh。



Harz went on; twisting a twig of ivy in his hands: 〃There was another

man in the carriage reading a paper。  Presently I said to him; 'Where

do we stop first?'  'St。 Polten。'  Then I knew it was the Munich

expressSt。 Polten; Amstetten; Linz; and Salzburgfour stops before

the frontier。  The man put down his paper and looked at me; he had a

big fair moustache and rather shabby clothes。  His looking at me

disturbed me; for I thought every minute he would say: 'You're no

policeman!'  And suddenly it came into my mind that if they looked

for me in this train; it would be as a policeman!they would know;

of course; at the station that a policeman had run past at the last

minute。  I wanted to get rid of the coat and cap; but the man was

there; and I didn't like to move out of the carriage for other people

to notice。  So I sat on。  We came to St。 Polten at last。  The man in

my carriage took his bag; got out; and left his paper on the seat。

We started again; I breathed at last; and as soon as I could took the

cap and coat and threw them out into the darkness。  I thought: 'I

shall get across the frontier now。'  I took my own cap out and found

the moustache Luigi gave me; rubbed my clothes as clean as possible;

stuck on the moustache; and with some little ends of chalk in my

pocket made my eyebrows light; then drew some lines in my face to

make it older; and pulled my cap well down above my wig。  I did it

pretty wellI was quite like the man who had got out。  I sat in his

corner; took up his newspaper; and waited for Amstetten。  It seemed a

tremendous time before we got there。  From behind my paper I could

see five or six policemen on the platform; one quite close。  He

opened the door; looked at me; and walked through the carriage into

the corridor。  I took some tobacco and rolled up a cigarette; but it

shook; 〃Harz lifted the ivy twig; 〃like this。  In a minute the

conductor and two more policemen came。  'He was here;' said the

conductor; 'with this gentleman。'  One of them looked at me; and

asked: 'Have you seen a policeman travelling on this train?'  'Yes;'

I said。  'Where?'  'He got out at St。  Polten。'  The policeman asked

the conductor: 'Did you see him get out there?'  The conductor shook

his head。  I said: 'He got out as the train was moving。'  'Ah!' said

the policeman; 'what was he like?'  'Rather short; and no moustache。

Why?'  ' Did you notice anything unusual?'  'No;' I said; 'only that

he wore coloured trousers。  What's the matter?'  One policeman said

to the other: 'That's our man!  Send a telegram to St。 Polten; he has

more than an hour's start。'  He asked me where I was going。  I told

him: 'Linz。'  'Ah!' he said; 'you'll have to give evidence; your name

and address please?'  'Josef Reinhardt; 17 Donau Strasse。'  He wrote

it down。  The conductor said: 'We are late; can we start?'  They shut

the door。  I heard them say to the conductor: 'Search again at Linz;

and report to the Inspector there。'  They hurried on to the platform;

and we started。  At first I thought I would get out as soon as the

train had left the station。  Then; that I should be too far from the

frontier; better to go on to Linz and take my chance there。  I sat

still and tried not to think。



After a long time; we began to run more slowly。  I put my head out

and could see in the distance a ring of lights hanging in the

blackness。  I loosened the carriage door and waited for the train to

run slower still; I didn't mean to go into Linz like a rat into a

trap。  At last I could wait no longer; I opened the door; jumped and

fell into some bushes。  I was not much hurt; but bruised; and the

breath knocked out of me。  As soon as I could; I crawled out。  It was

very dark。  I f
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