“When they could not beat any information out of me, they told me then that Mr. Hanzlík, who had cooperated with me, had confessed that he had been giving me the pamphlets – for how long, how many, and so on. That he had also given me a weapon. They simply lied. And I kept refusing it, so finally they brought me the confession they had written down with him. It was a false document, it said that he had given me the weapon, that he had been supplying me with the pamphlets. ´You got it here in black and white. He denounced you. So you still want to deny it?´ I replied: ´I am sorry, but this is not true.´ I refused to agree, and it cost me terrible beating. They had me stand against the wall, to think it over, and I kept looking at that wall, they were walking behind my back, speaking in German. And after a while he shouted at me: ´So what? ´ And as he shouted, I turned around. Which was a huge mistake, because I was supposed not to move an inch. And he smashed my head against that wall and he hurt my nose, I started bleeding. I thought my nose was broken, but luckily it was not. And so many blows with a whip, no need to talk about it, everyone who was there with those scoundrels experienced it. And pulling one's ears, hair, kicking, this was normal. There were many people who did not survive this type of interrogation. I was still quite young, so I was able to survive. But I will never forget it till my death. And there is one more story. Perhaps, what partly helped me....my father was a gamekeeper. And he had been transferred to Jaronín to a gamekeeper’s lodge to replace a German gamekeeper who was to retire. But before that man retired, he had three sons – or actually, he was a Czech, but his wife was a German – and now, one of his sons was working at the Gestapo station in Budějovice. And during this torture, when they were interrogating me, the door opened and I saw him standing there. And he surely recognized me, for he quickly closed the door and stopped the torture, for he was a leader of that Gestapo unit. And by this he probably stopped my further interrogations. Afterwards, they gave me a confession to sign, which I did, and there it blamed me from the distribution of only one single pamphlet. And from there we went to another place, a place a I would not want anyone to experience, where we waited what would happen next, and the situation was worse than in some concentration camps. The conditions were very tough.”