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whom to know, if we wanted to escape the Concentration camp (these visits made us deeply regret not having made for Switzerland in time). But it was legitimate enough seeing that we were enemies, within the camp. But now when we have [[strikethrough]] all [[/strikethrough]] every right [[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]] to consider ourselves protected, to be questioned in the very same fashion and by one sent by our own people is, to say the least of it, a gross exaggeration. The young Italian sent by the F.S.S. arrived in a motor-bicycle wearing knee-breeches, long black riding-boots and an impeccable sport-jacket. He knew no English and I could have very well pleaded that my insufficient Italian would render a cross-examination impossible but, though facing me was a very hostile-looking young fellow, I was interested and rather pleased to talk with him even in faulty Italian. His first question, however, was overwhelming: What were my political opinions about the trend of things in general? I held my hand to my brow in perplexity. 'I am an artist.' I replied, 'I have no particular opinions, only feelings about things. I abhor polities and consider that they have brought on this war which I hope will be over before the Italians die of famine.' -'You see M. and you see O.' objected the young man. -'Yes, they are friends of ours of some thirty years of standing.' - 'And Volpi?' - 'Yes, I knew him slightly.' - ' And the Count di T.?' - 'He visited my friend once in memory of other days when she was a society hostess in Washington.' 'You gave money to the Red Cross during the Fascist