Vladimir Nabokov. Una cuestión de suerte
She hastily produced a folded page of the Rul' from her tattered silk vanity bag.
"Here, take a look."
Princess Ukhtomski put on her glasses and read: "Elena Nikolayev-na Luzhin seeks her husband Aleksey Lvovich Luzhin."
"Luzhin?" she queried, taking off her glasses. "Could it be Lev Sergeich's son? He had two boys. I don't recall their names—"
Elena smiled radiantly. "Oh, how nice. That's a surprise. Don't tell me you kne