True Stories of the Great War, Volume 3 (of 6): Tales of Adventure--Heroic Deeds--Exploits Told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses
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True Stories of the Great War, Volume 3 (of 6): Tales of Adventure--Heroic Deeds--Exploits Told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
The cruiser comes to, within gun range of the suspect. In an instant
one of our boats is lowered into the water, the crew seize the oars;
the officer on duty, armed with a sword and a revolver, and with a big
register under his arm, jumps into the boat, which pushes off.
"Captain, kindly range on deck all persons on board! Let each have
his identification papers in his hand. I shall inspect them in five
minutes!"
Stewardesses, stewards scatter through the cabins, which are filled
with a sudden stir. In the midst of a concert of exclamations, murmurs,
and laughter, feverish fingers dive into portfolios and bags. Travelers
whose souls are white immediately find what is wanted; the ladies fix
their hair, hastily dab a little powder on a suspicion of sunburn, and
give themselves a finishing touch. The whole thing is tremendously
amusing to them. Just as if it were on the stage! It would not take
much to make them put on their prettiest dresses. But the officer is
getting impatient, and the Captain is apologizing; one passenger cannot
find his passport, which he thinks he has left in his trunk. Exactly!
the story is an old one! But let this German quarry climb up, just as
he is!
Finally, every one is drawn up in two or several lines--like a row of
blind men holding out their trays, each one holds his passport. The men
are extremely serious, almost indignant, and, behind their foreheads,
you can divine silent tempests; they are on the watch for an imprudent
word, in order to invoke their Consuls, their Ambassadors, and the
inviolable rights of neutrals. A vain hope. The officer sharply scans
them, and turns over their papers with a careful finger. Stamps and
paragraphs are in order, and also the description; the passports, the
certificate of nationality, do not smell of trickery. But there is no
touchstone like language; a few words, a few phrases, tell many secrets
to expert ears, and hesitation shows guilt where the papers show
innocence.
"Be so good as to tell me where you come from. Be so good as to tell me
your name and your birthday. Have you been long abroad? Be so good as
to answer in your own language. What is your profession?"
You must question pointblank, in different ways, and be careful not to
carry on the conversation. No discussion, an instantaneous judgment,
and you pass on.
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