Vladimir Nabokov. Signos y símbolos
Vladimir Nabokov. SIGNS AND SYMBOLS
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It was past midnight when from the living room she heard her husband moan; and presently he staggered in, wearing over his nightgown the old overcoat with astrakhan collar which he much preferred to the nice blue bathrobe he had. "I can't sleep," he cried.
"Why," she asked, "why can't you sleep? You were so tired." "I can't sleep because I am dying," he said and lay down on the couch.
"Is it your stomach? Do you want me to call Dr. Solov?" "No doctors, no doctors," he moaned. "To the devil with doctors! We must get him out of the