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ARREST OF MINISTERS 293<br />

that one should in no circumstances put one's trust in<br />

lawyers. They certainly won't defend our régime any better<br />

then they defended its predecessor.<br />

Little by little, there was a revulsion in our favour. Now and<br />

then a policeman would come and whisper into our ears that<br />

he was at heart on our side. More and more we could count on<br />

genuine supporters amongst them, who did not hesitate to compromise<br />

themselves for the Party, and through whom we learnt<br />

whatever was afoot.<br />

A particularly repulsive individual was Hermann in 1923.<br />

He was one of the chiefs of the criminal police. Believing in our<br />

success, he put himself at our disposal as soon as we'd proceeded<br />

to the arrest of members of the Government, offering us his help<br />

in laying our hands on those who'd escaped our net. When the<br />

affair had turned out badly, we knew that he'd be one of the<br />

chief witnesses for the prosecution, and we were very curious to<br />

see how he'd behave. We were ready, according to what he said,<br />

to shut his mouth by saying to him: "Wasn't it you, Hermann,<br />

who handed Wutzelhofer over to us?" But he was as dumb as a<br />

carp.<br />

It was Weber who opened up for us, unknown to the proprietor,<br />

the Villa Lehmann, in which we locked up the members<br />

of the Government. We'd threatened them that if a single one<br />

of them attempted to flee, we'd shoot them all. Their panic<br />

was so great that they remained shut up for two days, though<br />

the revolution had come to an end long before. When Lehmann<br />

returned to his house, he was quite surprised to discover this<br />

brilliant assemblage.<br />

A few days later, Lehmann even had the surprise of receiving<br />

a visit from a daughter of one of the Ministers. She'd come to<br />

fetch a signet-ring that her father claimed to have forgotten<br />

between the pages of a book he had taken from the library.<br />

Instead of a signet-ring, what she was looking for was a pile of<br />

foreign bank-notes that the father had slipped into a book by the<br />

poet Storm!

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