TO A GENTLE VICTIM OF THE REVOLUTION MY UNFORGETTABLE MOTHER I DEDICATE THIS BOOK It was fate that dubbed this book _An Outlaw’s Diary_, for it was itself outlawed at a time when threat of death was hanging over every voice that gave expression to the sufferings of Hungary. It was in hiding constantly, fleeing from its parental roof to lonely castles, to provincial villas, to rustic hovels. It was in hiding in fragments, between the pages of books, under the eaves of strange houses, up chimneys, in the recesses of cellars, behind furniture, buried in the ground. The hands of searching detectives, the boots of Red soldiers, have passed over it. It has escaped miraculously, to stand as a meme…
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