He advanced towards me and spoke thus:
“You are going for a walk in the garden?”
“Yes,” I answered.
I carried a small parcel in my hand.
“And,” said he, “you make some little purchases when you go out of jail?”
I thought it well to answer affirmatively.
“Au revoir!” said he sharply, and went his way.
I noticed that my Alsatian escort was very much annoyed by this accidental meeting. He remained taciturn all the way back to the jail.
Two days elapsed and Officer Block then came to my cell, anxiety being written all over his face.
“You went out this week?” he inquired.