This officer, not being allowed without special permission to set foot on Austro-Hungarian soil, was obliged to remain in the street outside the house.

I had the gates closed, put the cadet into one of my cars, sent him out through the back entrance, and had him driven to Giurgui, where he got across the Danube, and in two hours was again at liberty.
After a lengthy and futile wait the officer departed.

His protests came too late.
The unfortunate pilot who was left behind was not allowed to come to the Embassy.

One night, however, he made his escape through the window and arrived.

I kept him concealed for some time, and he eventually crossed the frontier safely and got away by rail to Hungary.
Bratianu reproached me later for what I had done, but I told him it was in consequence of his not having strictly adhered to his neutrality.