"Forty dollars and twenty-nine cents a week."
"You went to Germany last year for a couple of months and before that you went to Germany for six months. Were you able to save enough for these trips on your wages?"
"I do not spend very much," he said. "I live here all alone."
"How much do you save a week?"
"Oh, I don't know. Ten dollars a week."
"That would make five hundred dollars a year--if you worked steadily, which you didn't. You traveled third class. A round trip would be about two hundred dollars. That would leave you three hundred to spend provided you did not buy clothes, etc., for these trips. How did you manage to live in Germany for six months on three hundred dollars? Did you work there?"
He hesitated and said, "No, I did not work there. I traveled around. I was not in one place."
"How did you do it on three hundred dollars for six months?"
"My brother gave me money."
"What's your brother's business?"
"Oh, just general business in Bremerhafen. He's got a big business there."
"Perhaps I can get a report from the American Consul--"
"Oh," he interrupted. "His business isn't that big."
"Have you a bank account?"
He hesitated again and then said, "No, I do not make enough money for a bank account."
"Where do you keep your money for trips to Germany? In cash?"
"Yes, in cash."
"Where? Here? In this room?"
"No. Not in this room. I have it locked up."
"Where?"
"Oh, different places," he said vaguely.
"Where are those places?"
"I have my money with a friend."
"Who?"
"Nordenholz, Albert Nordenholz."
"You work in Brooklyn, live in Sheepshead Bay and save ten dollars a week in Port Richmond with a friend? Isn't that a long distance to go to save money?"
He shrugged his shoulders without answering.
"What's Nordenholz's business?"
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