"This is the money department, I tell you."
"But where is the chief?"
The official pointed with his pen to a door.
"There!"
She went out again into the corridor. There? but where? There were doors everywhere without number; into which was she to enter? At last she saw, among the various people who were going hither and thither, a peasant standing with a whip in his hand, so she went straight to him.
"Father."
"But what do you want?"
"Where do you come from?"
"From Lipa; but why?"
"Where is the chief here?"