Vladimir Nabokov. Lik
Vladimir Nabokov. LIK
And the old fellow smacked his lips and shook his head.
What a mad thing to happen, Lik thought all evening. What a mess.... He did not know what had given him the idea that Oleg Koldunov was no longer among the living. It was one of those axioms that the rational mind no longer keeps on active duty, relegating it to the remotest depths of consciousness, so that now, with Koldunov's resurrection, he had to admit the possibility of two parallel lines crossing after all; yet it was agonizingly difficult to get rid of the old concept, embedded in his brain—as if the extraction of this single false notion migh