"Where do you live?"
"In Great Russia."
Of course they took him to the police station. As they were driving along he felt his face, not without pride, though with a certain sense of pain. It seemed to him that it had grown considerably broader and he thought to himself:
"I believe I have acquired ..."
He was taken before von Judenfresser, and the latter, like the humane person he was, sent for the police doctor. When the doctor came they began to whisper to each other in surprise, and kept giggling, which seemed a strange thing to do in the circumstances.
"It is the first case in the whole of my practice," whispered the doctor. "I cannot make it out."
"What may that mean?" thought the gentleman, and asked:
"Well, how do I look?"
"The old face is quite rubbed off," answered von Judenfresser.
"And generally speaking has my face changed?"