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Vladimir Nabokov. A BAD DAY
th her pale face expressing the greatest attention, her glistening purple lips parted, groped for the berries. Peter silently offered her his hand-cupped collection, she gra ciously accepted it, and he started to gather a new helping for her. Presently, however, came her turn to play, and she ran back to the av enue, lifting high her slim legs in white stockings.
The grenouille game was becoming a universal bore. Some dropped out, others played haphazardly; as to Vasiliy Tuchkov, he went and hurled a stone at the gaping frog, and everybody laughed, except Elenski and Peter. The imeninnik (name-dayer), handsome, charming, merry Vladimir, now demanded that they play at palochka-stukalochka