Vladimir Nabokov. Lik : Клуб изучающих испанский языкVladimir Nabokov. Lik
Vladimir Nabokov. LIK
ly, prodding on his weak companion. The entire company of actors was sitting on the terrace of a corner cafe, and, noticing Lik, greeted him with a peripatetic smile that really did not belong to any one member of the group, but skittered across the lips of each like an independent spot of reflected sunlight.
Koldunov led Lik up a crooked little street, mottled here and there by jaundiced, crooked sunlight. Lik had never visited this squalid, old quarter. The tall, bare facades of the narrow houses seemed to lean over the pavement from either side, with their tops almost meeting; sometimes they coalesced completely, forming an arch. Repulsive in-fants were puttering about by the doorways