'And have you a licence to carry firearms?'
'Why shouldn't I?'
'For two?'
'Oh well, the second is broken; I only keep it for show.'
'How many workmen do you employ?'
'About a hundred.'
'Are all their passports in order?'
The agent gave him a most satisfactory account as to this in his own way and the sergeant took leave.
'Be careful, sir,' he recommended, 'once robbery begins in the village it will be difficult to stop it. And in case of accident you will do well to let me know first before you do anything.' He said this so impressively that the agent henceforward took the two Jews from the manor-house to sleep in the bailiff's cottage.
Slimak's gospodarstwo was the sergeant's next destination. Slimakowa was just pouring out the peeled-barley soup when the stout administrator of the law entered.