Vladimir Nabokov. La visita al museo
Vladimir Nabokov. THE VISIT TO THE MUSEUM
"Who's the old ape?" asked an individual in a striped jersey, and, as my friend's grandfather was depicted holding a glowing cigar, another funster took out a cigarette and prepared to borrow a light from the portrait.
"All right, let us settle on the price," I said, "and, in any case, let's get out of here."
"Make way, please!" shouted M. Godard, pushing aside the curious.
There was an exit, which I had not noticed previously, at the end of the hall and we thrust our way through to it.
"I can make no decision," M. Godard was shouting above the din. "Decisiveness is a goo