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106any other human beings? This was his pet idea which heliked to set forth at length in the best room of the Gay Convict.He was always sure of a sympathetic audience. AWachtmeister of a State prison was a good man to have amongone‟s friends.The convicts of Landsberg prison would not have recognizedtheir stern keeper when he slammed the iron gate ofthe wing of common criminals and entered the part of theprison set aside for political captives, known as the Festung.A self-satisfied smile played around the lips of WachtmeisterBurger as he walked along the whitewashed corridorof the Festung. This was a much more cheerful place thanthe rest of the prison. Its windows were large and throughthem the odour of lilacs was wafted from the village.Wachtmeister Burger stopped in front of one of thedoors, adjusted his uniform, forced his face into a broadergrin, and knocked at the door.“Herein,” came the prompt reply.He entered the room, which was full of flowers. It wasa large room with a white bed, a table and a chair. Thewings of the window were thrown open and the place wasbathed in sunshine. But there were bars on the window atwhich a man stood, dressed in the Bavarian hunter‟s greenjacket, wearing his collar and tie. The man looked out intothe Spring dejectedly.“Guten Tag, Herr Hitler” the Wachtmeister said politely.“Guten Tag,” came the curt reply.* * *