Vladimir Nabokov. La Veneciana
Vladimir Nabokov. LA VENEZIANA
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Thus the dry, wrinkled fruit the gardener happened to find remains the only riddle of this whole tale. The chauffeur, dispatched to the station, returned with the black car and a note Frank had inserted into the leather pouch above the seat.
The Colonel read it aloud to McGore:
"Dear Father," wrote Frank, aI have fulfilled two of your wishes. Tou did not want any romances going on in your house, so I am leaving, and taking with me the woman without whom I cannot live. Tou also wanted to see a sample of my a