“No, I go to Salzburg when I leave here.”
“And your name isn’t Johnson—or—or Baumgarten, by any chance?”
“It is not.”
“You come neither from Chicago nor Hanover?”
“I have never been in America, nor do I know Hanover. Anything else?”
“Nothing else. It’s all right. It’s none of my business, of course.”
“What is none of your business?”
“Who are you.”
“Oh, there’s no secret about that. I am a Russian. My name is Katzoff. At least, these are the first and last syllables of my name. I never use my full name when I travel; it is too complicated.”
“Thanks. And how do you account for your perfect English? Educated in England, I presume? Baumgarten was.”