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Vladimir Nabokov. A BUSY MAN
t followed suddenly by the cracking of pistol shots. Graf had the impression that a stray bullet whistled past his face, almost smashing his glasses, and with an "akh" of terror, he drew back. From the hallway came the sound of the front door bell. Trembling, Graf peeped out of his room, and simultaneously, Ivan Ivanovich Engel, in his canary-yellow dressing gown, swept into the hallway. It was a messenger with the telegram he had been awaiting all day. Engel opened it eagerly—and beamed with joy.
"Was dort fur Skandale?" asked Graf, addressing the messenger, but the latter—baffled, no doubt, by his questioner's bad German— did not understand, and when Graf, very caut