He drew out a huge china pipe and began smoking tobacco which was even viler than mine, if that could be possible.

Soon I let down the window.
"Does the smoke disturb Herr ?" he asked, puffing forth great clouds of smoke.

There was a shade of raillery in his tones.
"It would not," I answered, "if it came from tobacco." He subsided.
Whenever there was a stop of any length I stepped out and walked the platform.

The officer invariably followed my example.

I pondered over this each time I re-entered the carriage.