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372 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1933




For some minutes they sat in silence, two heavily built men. Gustav was not smiling; Martin shed his poise & dignity, Edgar the impregnable self-confidence of a successful scientist, Jaques Lavendel (brother-in-law) his optimistic skepticism. Their heavy heads were bowed, their deep-set eyes stared into space.Today, while gathering for Passover, sitting together & reciting the Haggadah, "that extremely ancient Aramaic ballad, the Oppermanns still had their nucleus but in future, they would be scattered to all the 8 winds."
They were strong men, each with a power in his own particular sphere, well-equipped to withstand an enemy or a cruel blow of fate. But their confidence had vanished; for what they had to face, they felt it in their bones, was neither the attack of a single enemy nor a single stroke of fate.
It was an earthquake, one of the great upheavals of concentrated, fathomless, worldwide stupidity. Pitted against such an elemental force, the strength & wisdom of the individual was useless.
in present-day Germany, every instinct hostile to culture was considered a virtue and the moral code of the caveman was vested with the dignity of a state religion, while the world at large was indifferent. They would flee but one day hopefully they would return to Germany and it would be great & sane, as it used to be.Much like the 1900 year wait for the Messiah, they continued to stubbornly wait for their eventual freedom. Presently, "everything in Germany was a lie and only one thing about the Germans was genuine: their hate."

What history had taught him was Amazement. A tremendous amazement that each time those in jeopardy had been so slow in thinking about their safety.