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jolly, and appeared to be ready for any sort of a lark. He and Paul have struck up quite a comradeship.
After spending a pleasant social evening, we started for home. On the way Dr. Peklo suggested that we visit "Fleks",  - the chief drinking place of Prague. We merely walked through; that was enough! The place is roomy, with all sorts of branches and corners. The tables are crowded in, & every space is occupied. The cielings are low, and the air heavy with smoke and bad breath. And here these people, - men and women, - came to sit by the hour! Usually a particular company selects a particular evening and table. After a certain hour (11 P.M.?) no more orders are taken for beer, but the guests order as many glasses as they wish before that hour. We went home!

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[[underlined]] July 18, 1914, Saturday. [[/underlined]]
We packed early for our trip into Germany and Switzerland. I saw Mr. Mrázek about developing negatives after I get back, and visited with Dr. Domin, who gave me further assurance that the matter of my Ph.D. (honorary) will progress satisfactorily. 
We took our grips and went up town. We had dinner at a resturant near the depot, and left at 2.56 P.M. for Dresden.
Paul was stopped at the depot, as he was about to board the train, by a policeman who tried to arrest him. Probably Paul's complexion and appearance suggested a Serb, - or the officer was on the wrong scent. He reluctantly released him in time for the train.