Another train whistled beyond the trees and a former artillery officer ran in for a moment to see the Huszárs. Strange rumours are flying about: the army is falling to pieces all along the front: the soldiers are threatening to shoot their commanders: Béla Kun promised peace and bread and now they have war and paper money: at Branyiszkó the Székler battalions and workmen-soldiers demanded the national flag to be brought out and others left the front: yesterday a victorious regiment retreated from Léva to Ipolyság: on the Danube the Reds are retiring too, without any cause, dispersing in all directions: the men at the front have sent an ultimatum to Béla Kun demanding that the “comrades should come out into the firing line too,” or they will fight no longer: all the soldiers are saying the same thing:—“the Jews swagger about in patent leather boots behind the front while we die.” It was not the ultimatum of Clemenceau and the Allies that stopped hostilities with the Czechs, it was this attitude of the troops. “Why did we beat the Czechs?” the soldiers grumbled. “What was the good of shedding all that blood if we have to come back?” “Our blood is cheap to the comrades!” others answered. The soldiers who are passing through the station talk about marching on Budapest: they are going to brain the People’s Commissaries! Huge inscriptions are chalked up all along the trains: “To death with Béla Kun!” “Kill the Jews!” A poster has been stuck up opposite our house: it represents a Red soldier with Semitic features holding a rifle; his raised hand points in front of him and his mouth is open as though he were pronouncing the inscription: “You! Counter-revolutionaries, lurking in the dark, spreading false reports, _Tremble_!” ‘The Red Newspaper’ shouts in the same bloodthirsty strain: “We demand martial law against the Counter-revolution! We demand that the administration of martial law should be placed in the hands of the only man fit for the position—Comrade Tibor Számuelly. Tibor Számuelly is a brave and energetic man, who dares to be ruthless for the sake of the Revolution.... With ten men he crushed the Counter-revolution in Western Hungary.... All honour to him who, in the interests of the Revolution, recoils from nothing, who has enough culture and courage to choose with energy and revolutionary faith the only path that is possible, the path that is inevitable, the path trod by Saint-Juste and Marat. The right system for every emergency, the right man for every job! Martial law for the degraded Counter-revolution. Tibor Számuelly for the suppression of the Counter-revolution!”