"What does she say?" demanded the officer, and again Stewart translated literally.
The officer stood staring intently at both of them, till the lady, with a flash of indignation, turned her back.
"Really, Tommy," she said, over her shoulder, "if you do not at once get rid of this brute, I shall never speak to you again!"
"He is a policeman, dear," Stewart explained, "and imagines that he is doing his duty. I suppose they do have to be careful in war-time. We must be patient."
"I will look at her passport," said the German, suddenly, and held out his hand.
"My passport is for both of us," Stewart explained. "Those words 'accompanied by his wife,' make it inclusive."
The officer went out into the light again and examined the words with minute attention.
"I find no description of her," he said, coming back.
"There is none," assented Stewart, impatiently; "but there is a description of me, as you see. The passport adds that I am accompanied by my wife. I tell you that this lady is my wife. That is sufficient."
The officer glanced at his companions uncertainly. Then he slowly folded up the passport and handed it back.