Vladimir Nabokov. Una cuestión de honor
"Quite a few people in the streets," he said, and added, "In spite of the early hour." Mityushin and Gnushke were silent. Another fit of yawning. Oh, God....
They soon arrived at the station. It seemed to Anton Petrovich that he had never traveled so fast. Gnushke bought the tickets and, holding them fanwise, went ahead. Suddenly he looked around at Mityushin and cleared his throat significantly. By the refreshment booth stood Berg. He was getting some change out of his trouser pocket, thrusting his left hand deep inside it, and holding the pocket in place with his right, the way Anglo-Saxons do in cartoons. He procured a coin in the palm of his hand and,