“I reckon they are after me, Herr Schaumberg. But I have done no wrong.”
“Den you vos hafe lots of droubles for noddings, hey?”
“That’s the size of it. But I haven’t time to talk. I want my bag and some other things, and I want to pay you. Will it be safe for me to go to my room?”
“I dink me not—chust yet. You see, mine frau she vos a Roossian, an’ she ton’t like you mooch on dat account.”
“I suspected as much.”
“You come py der stable. I vill tell you ven you can come into der hotel,” went on Herr Schaumberg.
In a minute more Gilbert was in the stable, and sitting in a room used for storing harness. The grooms were gone, so there was no danger from that source.
“Now I go pack to der hotel,” said Herr Schaumberg, after he had looked to see if the horses had been properly cared for for the night. “Chust you vait here bis I come again, hey?”
“How long will I have to wait?”
“Besser vait bis mine frau she go to ped. Dat is apout an hour.”