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Vladimir Nabokov. ORACHE
ile, Shchukin, crop-headed, wearing a Russian blouse of black serge, was beginning for the third time, with a sort of hopeless zest: "Mumu... Turgenev's story Mutnu..." "That bit about your father," answered Dmitri in a low voice. Aleksey Matveich banged the Zhivoe Slovo (a school anthology) against the table with such violence that a pen jumped and stuck its nib in the floor. "What's going on there?... What's this... you whisperers?" spoke the teacher, spitting out sibilant words incoherently: "Stand up, stand up.... Korff, Shishkov.... What is it you're doing there?" He advanced and nimbly snatched away the magazine. "So you're reading s