"Do you know how much I ought to pay him?"
"Only a few marks, ten or fifteen at the outside. He'll probably ask a hundred or even more."
"I understand. But it's odd that Feldmann should know all this about him."
She smiled. "That's what I thought, and Oscar said I might tell you the real reason. The fact is this Graun works with the police. He got into trouble once and they made things easy for him on his promise to act as their spy. There's a lot of this false identification card business done, and he reports every transaction to them, and they are able to watch all the people who go to him. When any one is wanted, they give him a description, and he just keeps the man waiting while he communicates with them."
"That's cheerful. He'll tell them about me, then."
"Oscar says you needn't worry about it. So long as any one is not known to be an alien or a criminal, nothing happens; but you're to be careful to get the things at once."
"I don't quite see why."
"I didn't quite understand it, either. Oscar only told me at the last minute just as he was hurrying away. I fancy he said something about a second visit being risky, lest the man should have one of the police there to have a look at you."
"I'll be off then. Tell Nessa I'll see her as soon as possible and tell her everything."
"Oh, I do hope you'll get away safely. If the Baron lets you have the permit and tickets, I'll never say another word against him as long as I live," she declared as we shook hands.