THE GREEN KING (part 56)
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The Photographer
from Salzburg
‘You were at
Mauthausen?’
‘Yes.’
‘I will check.
Everything you say.’
The grey eyes
didn’t even blink. ‘You would be wrong not to. And you don’t have to answer me
right away. I couldn’t take someone seriously if they were to take me on in a
few minutes. Besides, I’m not physically ready to travel.’
‘When will you
be ready?’
‘At the same
time as Yoel Bainish. In two weeks.’
Barazini
conducted his investigation. He specifically went to see the people of the
Jewish Committee in Linz, one of whom was Wiesenthal. The name Klimrod wasn’t
known to them. Only one man remembered having seen him at the camp – ‘made up
like a women and accompanying a group of SS officers.
He managed to
find at least a dozen men and women who came from Lvov, and who were waiting in
Leonding; none of them had met, in July of 1941, in Lvov, a Hannah Itzkowich
Klimrod accompanied by three children.
Around July 20,
Barazini reported to his superior, future ambassador Asher Ben Nathan, who was
in charge of assembling the Jews from the American zone of Austria. He told him
of his hesitation.
‘Something about
this kid bothers me, and I can’t figure out what it is.’
‘Is he
intelligent?’
‘Is he? I have
the feeling when I speak with him that he is the adult and I’m the child, with
a mental age of three! He must think three or four times faster than I. I don’t
even get a change to finish my sentences. He answers my question before I ask
them.’
TO BE CONTINUED
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