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By Slavomir Rawicz

The harrowing precise story of escaped Soviet prisoners¿ determined march out of Siberia, via China, the Gobi wasteland, Tibet, and over the Himalayas to British India.

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My acceptance as a recalcitrant had evidently preceded me simply because i used to be very quickly consigned to the kishka. yet this kishka used to be fresh and the sessions i used to be compelled to spend in it have been shorter. The interrogation group on the Lubyanka however attempted out their designated powers of persuasion on me. It was once potentially a question of metropolitan delight to attempt to be successful the place the provincial boys had failed. there have been the standard questions, the repeated calls for for my signature, a few manhandling, references to the filthy, spying Poles. yet there has been just one torture trick of which The Bull could have been green with envy. They strapped me with my toes pulled stiffly out lower than the now commonly used ‘operation table’. My hands have been stretched out alongside the desk floor, each one hand tied and held individually. My physique was once arched in a straining bow round the desk finish and the ache grew into searing discomfort as they hauled taut at the straps. This, even if, used to be preparatory stuff like mountain climbing into the dentist’s chair with raging toothache. The operation was once but to come back. Over the desk was once suspended an old style small cauldron geared up with a spout. It contained sizzling tar. There the standard urgent invitation to signal, with a promise that if I agreed I might be published instantly and again to my cellphone. i feel they'd were such a lot disillusioned if at that degree I had agreed to signal. the 1st drop of tar was once hell. It burned savagely into the again of my hand and held its warmth decades at the puckered and furious epidermis. That first drop was once the worst. It was once the height of ache. the remainder have been faintly anti-climax. I hung on to realization and to my will to withstand. once they acknowledged I will be comfortable to signal with my left hand on the finish of the consultation, I proved them mistaken. I had realized my fortitude in a really not easy institution. That used to be the final significant attack. I have been within the Lubyanka merely approximately weeks whilst i used to be led forth to my first and merely event of a Soviet courtroom of justice. 2 Trial and Sentence THE energetic buzz of dialog within the court docket all at once died down. Mischa, his snow-white collar and blouse and chic gray silk tie attention-grabbing one of the uniforms and the traditional utilitarian Russian civilian costume, acknowledged brightly, ‘Well, i assume we'd to boot make a commence. ’ I have been status then for approximately half-an-hour and for the 1st time the contributors of the courtroom checked out me. The guards at the back of thumped to realization. Sheaves of papers have been passed around. The important seat at the lengthy desk used to be taken by way of a quiet-voiced, white-haired Russian of approximately 60. He wore the standard lengthy jacket over his buttoned-to-the-throat shirt, which was once black, ornamented on the neck and cuffs with cross-stitching embroidery in eco-friendly and crimson. Flanking him have been N. okay. V. D. officials of their darkish blue uniforms with pink flashes at the collar and purple hat-bands around their army peaked caps. Mischa’s seat was once on the finish of the desk to my left. He, i used to be to benefit, used to be the executive prosecutor, and because the court docket ready to begin paintings he sat coolly having a look me over.

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