“Brauws.”
“Brauws?”
“Max Brauws.”
“Max? Never! What, Leiden Max?”
“Yes, Leiden Max. I hadn’t seen him for years.”
“Nor I, of course. And what is he doing?”
“Well, that’s a difficult question to answer. Shall I say, being eccentric?”
“Eccentric? In what way?”
“Oh, in the things he does. First one thing and then another. He’s giving lectures now. In fact, he’s a Bohemian.”
“Have you spoken to him?”