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 the whole of this scene, and told him the same. The doctor shrugged his shoulders and declared that as long as he lived he would never again interfere in private affairs.

The Polish Jews,—curious people. Sometimes so artful that they amaze you, and sometimes again so simple that they also amaze you.

We went out for exercise. The censorists slipped into the superintendent's office. After a while they came out into the yard, and Mr. Fels said to me: "Karl will remain. We managed it with the superintendent. An innocent man must not suffer."

And Dr. Povich-Rosetti then said to me: "There you are. First of all they egg me on, and when I do as they wanted, they go and make me look foolish."

The engineer had also heard about the change in number 60, and asked how the matter stood. I told him. He thought that Karl was a "Gauner", that the Galicians were fools, and that he himself would have been willing to take over the duties as our orderly. I expressed surprise. Why not, he said. He was not ashamed of work. But his colour heightened a little. And hastily he pointed out to me the new arrival in their room; also a Polish Jew, a distiller, who had entered the army and had climbed to the position of officer's servant to his bookkeeper in Vienna. Of course, he continued to be the master of his military superior, and he carried on in such a way that he fell into the hands of the military police. That day he had been cross-examined, and when he had come back he had told them about it; he did this admirably,—a regular photographer of speech. He replied to every question of the superintendent with another question, and he spoke in such a way that after two hours cross-eximination the superintendent did not know what he was to enter into the report. And all who had been present