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I gave hiht along in a brown paper bag There ine as well but I did not give hiht have on his diabetes, or whether it would be good for his heart He ate greedily, then insisted we stop again so that he could urinate once more We did, and he did

And, while he relieved himself, hunched over at the side of the road, Ferenc turned to me with an accusation in his eyes "This coitive An anti-Communist"

"There are all manner of anti-Communists"

"Yes, there are"

"I understand Slovak I do not speak it very well, but I can understand it I knohat the "

"I see"

"There were men of that sort in 1956 They would face the Russian tanks so that we e one set of masters for another, Communists for fascists I think I know the naue"

"Perhaps this is a different man"

"Perhaps I do not think so"

Kotacek returned to the car For the first time he took notice of our driver Who was this ary and ould now help us get into Yugoslavia A Hungarian here, Kotacek proclaiary in the foundation of the ide Fourth Reich Hungarians were good healthy Aryans, he announced, and he began to trace the history of the Hungarian nation, a Magyar band who had come ard just as other tribes had come to settle in Germany, in Slovakia, in all of the pure Nordic nations I half listened to him while I watched the expression on my friend Ferenc’s face

"I do not like your friend," Ferenc said

"You cannot dislike hier I e, the state of his health But I have grown to hate him"

"And yet you save his life"

"There are reasons I cannot tell you"

"You do not share his beliefs?"

"God, no!"

"But you have your reasons"

I picked my words with care "He can supply valuable information He knows secrets that others would like to know I have ed to convince him that I am the sort of man he is That I share his beliefs It shames me to be with him, it sickens me to have him for company, but I do what I hout it all, Kotacek was talking in the back seat We both ignored him Finally Ferenc said, "I am armed, you know I have a pistol"

"I did not know that"

"I took it for protection en route, and to give to you at the border You yourself should not be unar it to kill the Slovak, once I realized who he was My parents were partisans during the war, you see He takes arian fascist, this Slovak of yours, but you see he is quite wrong I thought I ht have to kill you as well, but if you are like his Now I do not knohether to believe you"

"You know of me?"

"I do now Not when you called, but while Lajos went for you I did so You see to kill you or your friend, of course"

"Do not call hi to kill anyone; I do not preface acts of violence with set the naer I never knew his identity He never once awoke, and I had no idea who he was You understand?" I nodded "And in return," Ferenc Mihalyi continued, "you must do me one favor"

"What is that?"