Vladimir Nabokov. Labios contra labios
Vladimir Nabokov. LIPS TO LIPS
Dear Boris Grigorievich,
I learn from a common friend that you have completed a new opus. The editorial board o/Arion would be interested in seeing it, since we would like to have something "refreshing" for our next issue.
How strange! Only the other day I found myself recalling your elegant miniatures in the Kharkov Herald/ "I'm remembered, I'm wanted," distractedly uttered Ilya Boriso-vich. Thereupon he rang up Euphratski, and throwing himself back in his armchair, sideways—with the uncouthness of triumph—leaning the hand that held the receiver upon his desk, while out