“So which magazine areyou from?” Stephen Brabason asked. Not, John Russell thought, that the actor really cared. He just wanted to emphasise how many other interviewers were paying court to him that day.
“I work for a couple of newspapers,” Russell told him. “One in England, one in Germany.”
“Oh,” the actor said, sounding almost interested. “Do you speak German?”
“I do. I lived there for a time. Immediately after the war,” he added, because letting on that he’d also been there for most of the inter-war years rarely elicited a positive response. “And I know you have a lot of fans in that country,” he said ingratiatingly.
Brabason let slip the smile which had launched quite a clutch of B m