Vladimir Nabokov. Lik
Vladimir Nabokov. LIK
"Alas, no!" Lik exclaimed innocently. "Most of the year I'm unemployed, and the pay is miserable."
"I know how it is and understand perfectly," said Koldunov with a smile. "In any case... Oh, yes—in any case, there's a project I'd like to discuss with you sometime. You could make a nice little profit. Are you doing anything right now?"
"Well, you see, as a matter of fact, I'm going to Bordighera for the whole day, by bus.... And tomorrow..."
"What a shame—if you had told me, there's a Russian chauffeur I know here, with a smart private car, and I would have shown you the whole R