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 We were sitting in the well-known room again. How much more agreeable and friendly it now was than it had been during my previous visits.

"A brief report, a few lines,—then you will sign and we shall be finished" said Dr. Schieber as he began to write. Suddenly he stopped: "There are two bottles of wine and a fruit tart from Sacher for you,—where am I to send it?"

"My dear sir, we can drink one bottle at once,—to celebrate this festive Sunday."

He became somewhat embarrassed: "You don't mean it seriously?"

"Why not."

"Then perhaps you don't know that you are being released, but that investigations against you are being continued," he informed me still in embarrassment.

"Oh, in this case it would of course be an attempt to bribe an official; you shall get nothing, I will drink the wine myself. Who left it for me?"

"A commissionaire. He did not say from whom."

"I'll send for it to-morrow."

"Then please sign the report."

I signed and we parted. I assured him that he was the most pleasant of all the superintendents whose acquaintance I had made in the Street of the Tigers, and that it would always be a pleasure to me whenever and wherever I might meet him.

The corporal remarked that the cross-examination had been very short this time. I told him that I had signed a report relating to my release. He showed a sincere interest, and declared that they ought to release the whole jail, and then send the