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Hopefully that is the last we’ll see of the hospital for a while, because Vilém hates it and there’s so much work to be done, and Zsuzsanna’s almost as restless as he is, and I spend enough time feeling too big for my already sufficiently oversized skin.

It was strange seeing Ilóna today. The last time I saw her, we were all students together, and we were different people then.

We’ve got a letter here from Červenka; I suppose this means he doesn’t believe that we’re all raving lunatics, even after the show that Vilém put on the last time he was here. I wanted to fix that wall, because he was so badly hurt, but he just won’t hear of it, says he broke it and he’s got to fix it, but why do we all have to live with it till he can?