Vladimir Nabokov. La Veneciana
Vladimir Nabokov. LA VENEZIANA
Simpson awkwardly crawled off the railing. His legs were trembling. He made a heroic effort: "Marvelous night. McGore and I have been chatting out here."
Frank said calmly, "He lies a lot, that McGore. On the other hand, when he gets going he's worth a listen."
"Yes, it's very curious...." lamely concurred Simpson. "The Big Dipper," said Frank and yawned with his mouth closed. Then, in an eve