“Please sign your name here,” he said, and indicated a blank page.
Stewart wrote his name, and the officer compared it with the signature at the bottom of the passport. Then he nodded, folded it up, and handed it back across the table.
“It is quite regular,” he said. “For what time have you been in Germany?”
“About two weeks. I attended the surgical congress at Vienna.”
“You are a surgeon by profession?”
“Yes.”
“You are now on your way home?”
“Yes.”
“When will you leave Germany?”
“I am going from here to Aix-la-Chapelle in the morning, and expect to leave there for Brussels to-morrow afternoon or Sunday morning at the latest.”