He had been to the earlier maneuvers, and aside from coffee and bacon he had had no breakfast.

The ride and the cold air of morning had made him ravenous.

Grumbach rose and caught Carmichael by the arm.
"Your pardon, sir," he said in good English, "but you are Mr.
Carmichael, the American consul ?" "I am." "Will you kindly look over my papers ?" Grumbach asked.
"You are from the United States ?" Then Carmichael remembered that this must be the compatriot who arrived the night before.

"I shall be very glad to see you in the Adlergasse at half after ten.

It is one flight up, next door to the Black Eagle.