After a presentation of the Portuguese edition of “The Jewish Messiah” for some language students at the university a young, blond lady approached me.
She told me that she was from Basle.
“How funny,” I answered.
(An important part of “The Jewish Messiah” takes place in Basle.)
The lady said that she had expected a lecture on Christ.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
And she replied that she was sorry herself but she could not buy my book. As a religious Christian she had understood that many things in the novel are not suitable for religious Christians.
I thanked her for her honesty.