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Show -354- subject to arrest. The remainder of the time until noon dragged. The Professor recalled the time when he had played for movies in the theater orchestra. He had sat in the pit, directly beneath the large lighted clock at the end, and usually he had a date with a girl xrhen the playing xas over. The first hour xrould pass rapidly, and he scarcely glanced at the clock. The next half-hour, he xrould look at it perhaps twice. But the final fifteen minutes xrould seem to last forever, and he xrould glance at the clock every txro or three minutes. If the organist xrere a minute or txro late, the time until he sxritched on his little blue light at the other end of the pit xrould seem an eternity. The Professor xrondered if he xrere returning to his childhood, so many of the experiences of the past months had reminded him of childish, emeti'bnsi of fear, anger, hatred, and, above all, frustration. He hhd once said, xrhen he xas much younger, that there xas no one in the world he truly hated, and it xas a comfortable feeling. Then had come Adolf Hitler, and he could never again make such a statement. Today, it seemed, there xrere myriads to be hated. And loyalty! In his youth he had xrondered about the need he felt to remain loyal to a friend xrhom he truly believed unworthy, xrho xrould not, he xas sure? show the same loyalty to him. Thinking these thoughts did not make him feel any better, but they helped to pass the time. Eventually, their replacements arrived, and the Professor left for Stonestown to have |