Vladimir Nabokov. Un mal día
Vladimir Nabokov. A BAD DAY
Peter went up to a seesaw on which stood Tanya, Lola, and Vasiliy; the latter kept jumping and stamping, making the plank creak and jerk while the girls squealed, trying to keep their balance.
"I'm falling, I'm falling!" exclaimed Tanya, and both she and Lola jumped down on the grass.
"Would you like some more bilberries?" asked Peter.
She shook her head, then looked askance at Lola and, turning to Peter again, added: "She and I have decided to stop speaking to you."
"But why?" mumbled Peter, flushing painfully.
"Because you are a poseur," replied Tanya, and jumped back onto the seesaw. Pe