CHAPTER FOUR-6

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“. . . the communists.” Boo. Boo. BOO! “. . . the Führer, Adolf Hitler.” SIEG HEIL! SIEG HEIL! SIEG HEIL! For all its intensity the air was cushioned by a comfortable, confident feeling of great triumphs achieved and greater ones to come. Even the booing, though it was loud, fulsome, and apparently unanimous, had a good-natured quality; in the reassuringly crowded hall, crowded as much with certainty as with humanity, even the Jews and communists seemed an object of scorn rather than alarm. President Rosenfeldt and his lackeys were contemptible and laughable, but it was paying them an undeserved compliment to treat them as a full-fledged menace. But then, at its peak, the spell was broken. One of the editors of the Weckruf und Beobachter was speaking when, suddenly, two rows directly ah

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