see　five　or　six　policemen　on　the　platform；　one　quite　close。　　He
  opened　the　door；　looked　at　me；　and　walked　through　the　carriage　into
  the　corridor。　　I　took　some　tobacco　and　rolled　up　a　cigarette；　but　it
  shook；　〃Harz　lifted　the　ivy　twig；　〃like　this。　　In　a　minute　the
  conductor　and　two　more　policemen　came。　　'He　was　here；'　said　the
  conductor；　'with　this　gentleman。'　　One　of　them　looked　at　me；　and
  asked：　'Have　you　seen　a　policeman　travelling　on　this　train？'　　'Yes；'
  I　said。　　'Where？'　　'He　got　out　at　St。　　Polten。'　　The　policeman　asked
  the　conductor：　'Did　you　see　him　get　out　there？'　　The　conductor　shook
  his　head。　　I　said：　'He　got　out　as　the　train　was　moving。'　　'Ah！'　said
  the　policeman；　'what　was　he　like？'　　'Rather　short；　and　no　moustache。
  Why？'　　'　Did　you　notice　anything　unusual？'　　'No；'　I　said；　'only　that
  he　wore　coloured　trousers。　　What's　the　matter？'　　One　policeman　said
  to　the　other：　'That's　our　man！　　Send　a　telegram　to　St。　Polten；　he　has
  more　than　an　hour's　start。'　　He　asked　me　where　I　was　going。　　I　told
  him：　'Linz。'　　'Ah！'　he　said；　'you'll　have　to　give　evidence；　your　name
  and　address　please？'　　'Josef　Reinhardt；　17　Donau　Strasse。'　　He　wrote
  it　down。　　The　conductor　said：　'We　are　late；　can　we　start？'　　They　shut
  the　door。　　I　heard　them　say　to　the　conductor：　'Search　again　at　Linz；
  and　report　to　the　Inspector　there。'　　They　hurried　on　to　the　platform；
  and　we　started。　　At　first　I　thought　I　would　get　out　as　soon　as　the
  train　had　left　the　station。　　Then；　that　I　should　be　too　far　from　the
  frontier；　better　to　go　on　to　Linz　and　take　my　chance　there。　　I　sat
  still　and　tried　not　to　think。
  After　a　long　time；　we　began　to　run　more　slowly。　　I　put　my　head　out
  and　could　see　in　the　distance　a　ring　of　lights　hanging　in　the
  blackness。　　I　loosened　the　carriage　door　and　waited　for　the　train　to
  run　slower　still；　I　didn't　mean　to　go　into　Linz　like　a　rat　into　a
  trap。　　At　last　I　could　wait　no　longer；　I　opened　the　door；　jumped　and
  fell　into　some　bushes。　　I　was　not　much　hurt；　but　bruised；　and　the
  breath　knocked　out　of　me。　　As　soon　as　I　could；　I　crawled　out。　　It　was
  very　dark。　　I　felt　heavy　and　sore；　and　for　some　time　went　stumbling
  in　and　out　amongst　trees。　　Presently　I　came　to　a　clear　space；　on　one
  side　I　could　see　the　town's　shape　drawn　in　lighted　lamps；　and　on　the
  other　a　dark　mass；　which　I　think　was　forest；　in　the　distance　too　was
  a　thin　chain　of　lights。　　I　thought：　'They　must　be　the　lights　of　a
  bridge。'　　Just　then　the　moon　came　out；　and　I　could　see　the　river
  shining　below。　　It　was　cold　and　damp；　and　I　walked　quickly。　　At　last
  I　came　out　on　a　road；　past　houses　and　barking　dogs；　down　to　the　river
  bank；　there　I　sat　against　a　shed　and　went　to　sleep。　　I　woke　very
  stiff。　　It　was　darker　than　before；　the　moon　was　gone。　　I　could　just
  see　the　river。　　I　stumbled　on；　to　get　through　the　town　before　dawn。
  It　was　all　black　shapes…houses　and　sheds；　and　the　smell　of　the　river；
  the　smell　of　rotting　hay；　apples；　tar；　mud；　fish；　and　here　and　there
  on　a　wharf　a　lantern。　　I　stumbled　over　casks　and　ropes　and　boxes；　I
  saw　I　should　never　get　clearthe　dawn　had　begun　already　on　the　other
  side。　　Some　men　came　from　a　house　behind　me。　　I　bent；　and　crept
  behind　some　barrels。　　They　passed　along　the　wharf；　they　seemed　to
  drop　into　the　river。　　I　heard　one　of　them　say：　'Passau　before　night。'
  I　stood　up　and　saw　they　had　walked　on　board　a　steamer　which　was　lying
  head　up…stream；　with　some　barges　in　tow。　　There　was　a　plank　laid　to
  the　steamer；　and　a　lantern　at　the　other　end。　　I　could　hear　the
  fellows　moving　below　deck；　getting　up　steam。　　I　ran　across　the　plank
  and　crept　to　the　end　of　the　steamer。　　I　meant　to　go　with　them　to
  Passau！　　The　rope　which　towed　the　barges　was　nearly　taut；　and　I　knew
  if　I　could　get　on　to　the　barges　I　should　be　safe。　　I　climbed　down　on
  this　rope　and　crawled　along。　　I　was　desperate；　I　knew　they'd　soon　be
  coming　up；　and　it　was　getting　light。　　I　thought　I　should　fall　into
  the　water　several　times；　but　I　got　to　the　barge　at　last。　　It　was
  laden　with　straw。　　There　was　nobody　on　board。　　I　was　hungry　and
  thirstyI　looked　for　something　to　eat；　there　was　nothing　but　the
  ashes　of　a　fire　and　a　man's　coat。　　I　crept　into　the　straw。　　Soon　a
  boat　brought　men；　one　for　each　barge；　and　there　were　sounds　of　steam。
  As　soon　as　we　began　moving　through　the　water；　I　fell　asleep。　　When　I
  woke　we　were　creeping　through　a　heavy　mist。　　I　made　a　little　hole　in
  the　straw　and　saw　the　bargeman。　　He　was　sitting　by　a　fire　at　the
  barge's　edge；　so　that　the　sparks　and　smoke　blew　away　over　the　water。
  He　ate　and　drank　with　both　hands；　and　funny　enough　he　looked　in　the
  mist；　like　a　big　bird　flapping　its　wings；　there　was　a　good　smell　of
  coffee；　and　I　sneezed。　　How　the　fellow　started！　　But　presently　he
  took　a　pitchfork　and　prodded　the　straw。　　Then　I　stood　up。　　I　couldn't
  help　laughing；　he　was　so　surpriseda　huge；　dark　man；　with　a　great
  black　beard。　　I　pointed　to　the　fire　and　said　'Give　me　some；　brother！'
  He　pulled　me　out　of　the　straw；　I　was　so　stiff；　I　couldn't　move。　　I
  sat　by　the　fire；　and　ate　black　bread　and　turnips；　and　drank　coffee；
  while　he　stood　by；　watching　me　and　muttering。　　I　couldn't　understand
  him　wellhe　spoke　a　dialect　from　Hungary。　　He　asked　me：　How　I　got
  therewho　I　waswhere　I　was　from？　　I　looked　up　in　his　face；　and　he
  looked　down　at　me；　sucking　his　pipe。　　He　was　a　big　man；　he　lived
  alone　on　the　river；　and　I　was　tired　of　telling　lies；　so　I　told　him
  the　whole　thing。　　When　I　had　done　he　just　grunted。　　I　can　see　him　now
  standing　over　me；　with　the　mist　hanging　in　his　beard；　and　his　great
  naked　arms。　　He　drew　me　some　water；　and　I　washed　and　showed　him　my
  wig　and　moustache；　and　threw　them　overboard。　　All　that　day　we　lay　out
  on　the　barge　in　the　mist；　with　our　feet　to　the　fire；　smoking；　now　and
  then　he　would　spit　into　the　ashes　and　mutter　into　his　beard。　　I　shall
  never　forget　that　day。　　The　steamer　was　like　a　monster　with　fiery
  nostrils；　and　the　other　barges　were　dumb　creatures　with　eyes；　where
  the　fires　were；　we　couldn't　see　the　bank；　but　now　and　then　a　bluff
  and　high　trees；　or　a　castle；　showed　in　the　mist。　　If　I　had　only　had
  paint　and　canvas　that　day！〃　　He　sighed。
  〃It　was　early　Spring；　and　the　river　was　in　flood；　they　were　going　to
  Regensburg　to　unload　there；　take　fresh　cargo；　and　back　to　Linz。　　As
  soon　as　the　mist　began　to　clear；　the　bargeman　hid　me　in　the　straw。
  At　Passau　was　the　frontier；　they　lay　there　for　the　night；　but　nothing
  happened；　and　I　slept　in　the　straw。　　The　next　day　I　lay　out　on　the
  barge　deck；　there　was　no　mist；　but　I　was　freethe　sun　shone　gold　on
  the　straw　and　the　green　sacking；　the　water　seemed　to　dance；　and　I
  laughedI　laughed　all　the　time；　and　the　barge　man　laughed　with　me。
  A　fine　fellow　he　was！　　At　Regensburg　I　helped　them　to　unload；　for
  more　than　a　week　we　worked；　they　nicknamed　me　baldhead；　and　when　it
  was　all　over　I　gave　the　money　I　earned　for　the　unloading　to　the　big
  bargeman。　　We　kissed　each　other　at　parting。　　I　had　still　three　of　the
  gulden　that　Luigi　gave　me；　and　I　went　to　a　house…painter　and　got　work
  with　him。　　For　six　months　I　stayed　there　to　save　money；　then　I　wrote
  to　my　mother's　cousin　in　Vienna；　and　told　him　I　was　going　to　London。
  He　gave　me　an　introduction　to　some　friends　there。　　I　went　to　Hamburg；
  and　from　there　to　London　in　a　cargo　steamer；　and　I've　never　been　back
  till　now。〃
  XI
  After　a　minute's　silence　Christian　said　in　a　startled　voice：　〃They
  could　arrest　you　then！〃
  Harz　laughed。
  〃If　they　knew；　but　it's　seven　years　ago。〃
  〃Why　did　you　come　here；　when　it's　so　dangerous？〃
  〃I　had　been　working　too　hard；　I　wanted　to　see　my　countryafter　seven
  years；　and　when　it's　forbidden！　　But　I'm　ready　to　go　back　now。〃　　He
  looked　down　at　her；　frowning。
  〃Had　you　a　hard　time　in　London；　too？〃
  〃Harder；　at　firstI　couldn't　speak　the　language。　　In　my　profession
  it's　hard　work　to　get　recognised；　it's　hard　work　to　make　a　living。
  There　are　too　many　whose　interest　it　is　to　keep　you　downI　shan't
  forget　them。〃
  〃But　every　one　is　not　like　that？〃
  〃No；　there　are　fine　fellows；　too。　　I　shan't　forget　them　either。　　I
  can　sell　my　pictures　now；　I'm　no　longer　weak；　and　I　promise　you　I
  shan't　forget。　　If　in　the　future　I　have　power；　and　I　shall　have
  powerI　shan't　forget。〃
  A　shower　of　fine　gravel　came　rattling　on　the　wall。　　Dawney　was
  standing　below　them　with　an　amused　expression　on　his　upturned　face。
  〃Are　you　going　to　stay　there　all　night？〃　he　asked。　　〃Greta　and　I　have
  bored　each　other。〃
  〃We're　coming；〃　called　Christian　hastily。
  On　the　way　back　neither　spoke　a　word；　but　when　they　reached　the
  Villa；　Harz　took　her　hand；　and　said：　〃Fraulein　Christian；　I　can't　do
  any　more　with　your　picture。　　I　shan't　touch　it　again　after　this。〃
  She　made　no　answer；　but　they　looked　at　each　other；　and　both　seemed　to
  ask；　to　entreat；　something　more；　then　her　eyes　fell。　　He　dropped　her
  hand；　and　saying；　〃Good…night；〃　ran　after　Dawney。
  In　the　corridor；　Dominique；　car