But what's the odds?
Grumbach was satisfied, and it's one's own satisfaction that counts most.
Presently two police officers came along and went into the hotel.
Grumbach turned with a sigh and followed them.

Doubtless they had come to look over his passports.

And this happened to be the case.
The senior officer unfolded the precious document.
"It is not yet viseed by your consul," said the officer.
"I arrived late last night.

I shall see him this morning," replied Grumbach.
"You were not born in America ?" "Oh, no; I came from Bavaria." "At what age ?" "I was twenty." "Did you go to America with your parents ?" "No.

I was alone." "You still have your permit to leave Bavaria ?" "I believe so; I am not certain.