CHAPTER VIII
"And who do you think's in town?" Van Vreeswijck asked Van der Welcke, as they were walking together.
"I don't know."
"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?"
"Yes, he asked after you."
"I should like to see him. Does he belong to the Witte?"
"No, I don't think so."
"He's a mad fellow. Always was mad. An interesting chap, though. And a good sort. Has he money?"
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