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One of the customs officers disappeared into another room. It was indicated that Irma should wait. Helen, her own inspection completed, stood beside her. "What are they going to do?" Helen asked. "I think maybe you should have declared the icons! They seem upset about them!"
"If I had put them on the paper, they wouldn't have let us take them out. They don't know where we got them. They don't know whether they are fakes or not - these men aren't art experts! Just wait - everything's going to be all right!"
The customs officer returned with a man they had not seen before. He addressed Irma. "Deutsch? Francaise? Italiano?" "English! We're American - as you can see from our passports!" The newcomer nodded slowly. "English. We will try. You ... together?" he indicated the two of them.
"Yes", they agreed, in unison. He picked up the two icons, one in each hand. "Not allowed. Not on form. Who? Which one?" Irma indicated herself. "They are mine. I bought them!" "More?" asked the official. "No - just me!" Irma responded, evidently misunderstanding the question.
"Purse", he said. indicating Irma. She handed over her purse. The official began to rummage through it. The contents were hastily dumped on the counter. After a few moments, he opened an envelope and withdrew a small pile of ruble notes. He held them up, showing them to Irma. He looked at the currency declaration, where she had listed no rubles. She knew full well export of ruble notes was not allowed.
The official frowned. His displeasure was evident. "Not allowed - forbidden!" he said emphatically. "No rubles can be taken!" Helen whispered to Irma, "Why did you keep them? You know they were not allowed?"
Irma answered quietly. "They're what's left of the ones we bought - I couldn't change them at the bank without an exchange receipt, so I just stuffed them in my purse." She quickly addressed the official. "I couldn't change them back- I lost my exchange receipt. What else could I do?"
He seemed to ignore her statement. "Rubles not allowed - old pictures not allowed - no, no!" he shook his head, and said something in Russian to the other customs men. They began dumping out the contents of Irma's suitcase, searching every item.
In a few minutes they had found the rest of the icons and the book. They began writing, at some length, on an official-looking document. Irma and Helen were both addressed in Russian, but they could only understand that the officials were disturbed.
Soon their boarding cards were taken from them, along with their passports. They were ushered into a small office. A new, and evidently more senior, official came into the room. After a long conversation in Russian with the customs men who had inspected the baggage, he addressed them in hesitating English.