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men had crossed the border. Then they subjected us to questioning and put us into a dormitory<br />
house. The boys met a Hungarian there who told us that he would take us into the Western<br />
Zone provided we pay for his travel. We went to Linz with him where we came to a refugee<br />
camp. Soon I went to a dance with another emigrant to get to know what life in freedom was<br />
like. Well, I was a young girl then. There I met an American soldier. His name was Frank Ferneti<br />
and later on he proposed to me. I was twenty years old and you became an adult at the age<br />
of 21 then. So the wedding had to wait. At least, the American managed to get me out of the<br />
camp and arranged a private accommodation with an Austrian family for me.<br />
Did you know what was going on at home and with your parents?<br />
My parents were very watchful at home. I sent a letter from Linz that I had emigrated and<br />
told them not to worry about me. They had to report that their daughter left for abroad, but<br />
they knew it in three days anyway because they were told by the Austrian financial patrol.<br />
An arrest warrant was issued on my name. My mother sent me a secret letter via the financial<br />
patrol that said, “Please do not come home, they have issued a warrant for your arrest. If you<br />
happen to be in <strong>Czechoslovak</strong>ia, don’t go anywhere near the lodge because we are being<br />
monitored.” There was a soldier standing by the castle and checking all people going in the<br />
direction of the lodge. However, there was another path to the lodge that they didn’t know<br />
about.<br />
Did you stay in the Austrians’ flat all the time or did you visit the camp occasionally to chat<br />
with the Czechs?<br />
Well, I was alone among foreigners, so I used to go back to the camp. Czechs lived there that<br />
I could have a conversation with. It was when Frank left for a military drill that I learnt, during<br />
one of my visits, about a possibility to join in illegal activities. They were looking for somebody<br />
to secretly go back to <strong>Czechoslovak</strong>ia. I told myself that I would be back from <strong>Czechoslovak</strong>ia<br />
well in time for Frank’s return from Germany and together with two other boys, we set off for<br />
our country. I was returning with a mission to establish an espionage unit in the Republic and<br />
take more people, who were in danger of imprisonment, across the border.<br />
What was your motivation for going back to <strong>Czechoslovak</strong>ia despite knowing that you were<br />
putting yourself in danger and that you were under arrest?<br />
Most importantly, I wanted to help the people. We stayed in <strong>Czechoslovak</strong>ia for 2 weeks and<br />
each of us had a mission. In two weeks time we met up again and I was being followed by<br />
an agent who worked for the secret police in Brno. His name was Josef Eichler. I didn’t have<br />
a clue about this though. We crossed the border via a different route this time so we didn’t<br />
go through Vranov but through České Budějovice. We were supposed to take several people<br />
across, but in the end they decided not to emigrate due to personal circumstances. That’s why<br />
we ended up going back in four. Ruda, who emigrated with me in February without his fiancée,<br />
was taking her with him this time.<br />
The agent I didn’t know about at that time, found out our route. There was a man returning<br />
with us, whose name was Franta and had been doing espionage since 1948. He was an agentwalker.<br />
As we went, he picked up some things at Studánky. I was taking care of his briefcase<br />
where he had maps of all border areas – from Aš to Šumava, as well as lists of telephone numbers<br />
of all Czech and Slovak factories. We crossed the border in Šumava, went by bus to Linz<br />
and there they were already waiting for us, policemen with machine guns surrounded the bus.<br />
Both boys from our group passed through because the police were not looking for them. They<br />
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