Vladimir Nabokov. El timbre : Клуб изучающих испанский языкVladimir Nabokov. El timbre
eat playing the flute, the bookless shelf with the little vases in which the reflected lights darted up and down like mercury.... As his eyes roamed around he also in-spected something he had previously only noticed in passing: that table—a table set for two, with liqueurs, a bottle of Asti, two tall wine glasses, and an enormous pink cake adorned with a ring of still unlit little candles. "... Of course, I immediately jumped out of my tentt and what do you think it turned out to be? Come on, guess!"
She seemed to emerge from a trance, and gave him a wild look (she was reclining next to him on the divan, her temples compressed between her hands, and her peach-colored st