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Fischelowitz turned his head without modifying his smile, and seeing who his visitor was nodded familiarly. The Count raised his hat a little from his head and immediately replaced it. "Good-evening, Herr Fischelowitz," he said, speaking, as usual, in German. "Good-evening, Count," answered the tobacconist, cheerfully. "Sit down, and light a cigarette. What is the news?"
I will only say that the doll has stood since early in the year in the show window of Christian Fischelowitz, the tobacconist, who certainly had no knowledge of the way in which it was obtained by the person who brought it to him." "He is an extremely respectable person," observed the officer. "If you can prove what you say, I will not detain you further. Have you any witness here?"
They passed out together, leaving the establishment of Christian Fischelowitz in a condition of great astonishment. The tobacconist hastily produced his best cigarettes and entreated the Consul to try one, making signs to the other occupants of the shop to return to their occupations in the inner room.
And if you have anything to say to that, little husband, why just say it!" Fischelowitz had entered the shop and the last words were addressed to him.
I was not responsible for him to you, but since your excellent wife, Frau Fischelowitz, labours under the impression that I was, I am quite willing to accept the responsibility, and shall therefore discharge the debt before night, as a matter of honour." "It is very kind of you," remarked the tobacconist, smiling at the impressive manner in which the promise was made.
"I am both anxious and ready to explain everything, if you will do me the civility to listen," he said. "The doll is the property of Herr Fischelowitz, the well-known tobacconist " "We shall see presently what you have to say for yourself," interrupted the policeman. "We have had enough of these devilish fellows. Come, put them in handcuffs and off with them.
"But never mind, Christian Gregorovitch, your wife is only a weak woman, but she can take care for two, never fear!" Fischelowitz was of the same opinion as he, at last, took his hat and left the house. To him, the whole affair had a pleasant savour of humour about it, and he was by no means so much disturbed as Johann Schmidt or Vjera.
It was of course wholly inconceivable that even the most accomplished shop-lifter should have carried off an object of such inconvenient proportions from the midst of its fellows and under the very eyes of the vendor. If he had supposed a theft possible, Fischelowitz would never have allowed the doll to remain on his premises a single day.
"There is Herr Dumnoff," said the Count. The officer smiled and perpetrated an official jest. "Herr Dumnoff has given evidence of great strength, but owing to his peculiar situation at the present time, I cannot trust to the strength of his evidence." The policemen laughed respectfully. "Have you no one else?" asked the officer. "Herr Fischelowitz will willingly vouch for what I say."
I have so much to think of, as you may imagine, and so many preparations to make, that the time cannot seem long with me." "I am glad of that," said Fischelowitz, serenely. "I suppose we shall not see you to-day?" "Hardly hardly," replied the Count, as though considering whether his engagements would allow him to look in at the shop.
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