No title {Arrest} Long Walk Original Manuscript (Image #494)

each other warmly and after the usual pleasantries he asked whether there was any point in keeping up the farce about my real name. I told him that I had given the police a name and that I had no further comment to make on the matter. We shook hands and parted. I was taken back to the cell. At about 8.30 the next morning I appeared before the magistrate in his office and he formally remanded me to Johannesburg. Two members of the Security Branch from Johannesburg, accompanied by another drove me to Johannesburg. The atmosphere in the car was friendly. I sat at the back, un handcuffed, and we chatted freely all along the way. Whenever we made stops I was allowed to walk up and down and they appeared unconcerned about my movements. Towards sunset we reached the outskirts of Johannesburg and found a strong police escort waiting for us. The relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared I was handcuffed and was ordered to climb into a sealed van with small frosted windows re inforced with wire netting. The van twisted and turned and stopped several times at robots and stop streets. Eventually we reached marshall Square where I was locked up. Although I expected none of the courtesies of the Natal police I was once again in familiar surroundings and knew the cells very well. I even experienced the feeling that I was back home among my numerous and desourceful comrades and could start plans for the morrow in a relaxed state of mind. During the course of the evening I heard a familiar cough, although I could not recognise it immediatly. But suddenly I sat up as I identified the cough. I called and was quite right. It was Walter Sisulu. He had been arrested shorly after my own arrest at Cedara. The evening sped by as I gave him an account of the events which preceeded my arrival at Marshall Square.