Vladimir Nabokov. Una cuestión de honor
Why "also"? Anton Petrovich wondered in anguish. Can this be a portent?
Mityushin took a swallow from his cup and said jauntily: "As a friend, I cannot refuse. We'll go see Mr. Berg in the morning."
"As far as the German laws are concerned," said Gnushke, "if you kill him, they'll put you in jail for several years; if, on the other hand, you are killed, they won't bother you."
"I have taken all that into consideration," Anton Petrovich said solemnly.
Then there appeared again that beautiful expensive implement, that shiny black pen with its delicate gold nib, which in normal times would glide like a wand of vel