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PART I - IN THE SHADOW OF DEATH
CHAPTER 7 - DOBERDO

try to test how well he could see by rolling his eyes around and winking. To the guards this was nothing but using his eyes to transmit signals, and so he had to be beaten up. Whenever the Big Bullock got tired, the Gipsy took over.
He was a small man with a rubbery body, who liked to use his truncheon and pizzle.
One day, late in the afternoon, we were taken for a walk. It was dark when we returned to our cells. Somebody whispered, "It's Christmas." We bowed our heads sadly. It was Christmas Eve, the time of brotherly love. The Big Bullock outdid himself by giving us an extra beating. Then he addressed us:
" Well, you dirty Fascists, the law of love is dead. The new law is hatred. We hate the class enemy, and all of you are in that category. . . ."
The days dragged by slowly. One day we saw snowflakes through the broken window. The nights were terribly cold. I counted the days in a morbid mood. On the twentieth day, they transferred us to another cell where there were straw mattresses. The thin layer of worn straw certainly felt good.
We often heard the rattle of chains in the corridors and the mournful cries of prisoners. They were getting extra punishments. We were terrified, and we understood now why they called this place Doberdo. On the battlefield with that name, during World War I, eighty per cent of the soldiers had died.
In my effort to keep my mind off the unbearable cold and hunger, I tried the most fantastic mental exercises. First I went through trigonometry, solving one equation after the other. Some of the more difficult ones kept me occupied for three days at a time. After a while, however, mathematics became too abstract to compete with hunger and cold.
The next obvious thing was to play chess with myself. It took quite a while before I could make a few moves from each side. Although an uncle of mine had insisted at one time that
I should take up chess seriously, I had never become a good

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