“I was awakened from a deep dream by a heavy hand on my shoulder, and a loud voice in my ear.
“‘Holloa! friend Lech.’
“‘What’s the matter?’ inquired I, gaping.
“‘Get up, and I’ll tell you.’
“‘Who are you?’
“‘You’ll know that soon enough; I am a police officer.’
“‘And where am I, in God’s name?’
“‘Why, lying on your back, on the open Glacis.’
“That was pleasant, was it not? So they took me to the police-bureau, in the first case, for lying out in the open air; and when they found that I had used my brother’s name to incur a debt, without his permission, they gave me two months for fraudulent intentions.
“‘Why did you not stay at the “Bounty?”’ expostulated my friend, the police-assistant, as we were talking the matter over.