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Vladimir Nabokov. LIPS TO LIPS
ne. Maybe they had too much material. They'll print it on the next number. Oh, that's for certain! But a new period of waiting— Well, I'll wait. Mechanically he kept sifting the soft pages between finger and thumb. Fancy paper. Well, I've been at least of some help. One can't insist on being printed instead of Galatov or— And here, abruptly, there jumped out and whirled and went tripping, tripping along, hand on hip, in a Russian dance, the dear, heart-warm words: "... her youthful, hardly formed bosom... violins were still weeping... both little tickets... the spring night welcomed them with a car—" and on the reverse page, as inevitably as the continuation of rails after