Vladimir Nabokov. De horas y mareas
Vladimir Nabokov. TIME AND EBB
By this time, of course, I had fully realized that Mrs. Hall's Mrs. Sharp was as totally distinct from my Mrs. Sharp as I was from my namesake. The nightmare into which I had been propelled would probably have struck him as a cozy evening with kindred souls, and Dr. Shoe might have seemed to him a most intelligent and brilliant cau-seur. Timidity, and perhaps morbid curiosity, kep