Vladimir Nabokov. El cuento de Navidad
"Drop in sometime," Novodvortsev was meanwhile saying to Anton Goliy, who bowed jerkily and then squared his shoulders with a swagger. "When you've written something more, bring it on over."
"Heavy snowfall," said the critic, releasing the blind. "By the way, today is Christmas Eve."
He began rummaging listlessly for his coat and hat.
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