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The Commissar thoughtfully stroked his chin. "H'mm,"
he said, "how do you know all this if you were uncon-
scious? I must look into the matter." He turned to the
policeman and said, "Take him off and keep him in a cell
in your police station until you hear from me."
Once again I was marched through crowded streets as
an arrested man. At the police station my fingerprints were
taken once more, and I was taken to a cell deep below the
ground level. For a long time nothing happened, then a
guard brought me cabbage soup, black bread and some very
synthetic acorn coffee. The light in the corridor was kept
on all the time, and there was no way of telling night from
day, nor of marking the passing of the hours. Eventually I
was taken to a room where a severe man shuffled his papers
and peered at me over his glasses.
"You have been found guilty," he said, "of remaining
in Russia after you had been sentenced to be deported.
True, you were involved in an accident not of your making,
but immediately you became conscious you should have
drawn the attention of the Hospital Commissar to your
position. In your treatment you have cost Russia much,"
he went on, "but Russia is merciful. You will work on the
roads in Poland for twelve months to help pay for your
treatment."
"But you should pay me," I answered hotly. "Through
the fault of a Russian soldier I have been badly injured."
"The soldier is not here to defend himself He was un-
injured, so we shot h