The Flight of Icarus

Raymond Queneau

Translated by Barbara Wright

ALMA CLASSICS

alma classics an imprint of alma books ltd 3 Castle Yard Richmond Surrey TW10 6TF United Kingdom www.almaclassics.com

The Flight of Icarus first published in French as Le Vol d’Icare in 1968 by Éditions Gallimard© Éditions Gallimard 1968First published in Great Britain by Calder and Boyars Limited in 1973© This translation Calder Publications (UK) Ltd, 1973A revised edition first published by Alma Classics in 2009This new edition first published by Alma Classics Limited in 2015Reprinted 2017

Printed in Great Britain by CPI Group (UK) Ltd, Croydon CR0 4YY

isbn: 978-1-84749-711-6

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the publisher. This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not be resold, lent, hired out or otherwise circulated without the express prior consent of the publisher.

Contents

Translator’s Note v

The Flight of Icarus 1Notes 160

The Flight of Icarus

“Icare,” dixit, “ubi es? Qua te regione requiram?”*

Ovid

3

1

On the papers – no sign of Icarus: between them – ditto.He looks under the furniture, he opens the cupboards, he goes

and looks in the privy: no Icarus.So he takes his hat and stick, he’s in the street, he hails a fly.“Cabman, drive to number 47 Rue Bochart de Saron, and don’t spare

the horses!”The fly flies, in no time at all they’re at number 47 Rue Bochart de

Saron. The fare gets out, says “wait for me”, dashes into the house, climbs up four floors, the door opens.

surget: My dear fellow! What a pleasant surprise!

hubert: None of your eburnean courtesies! After what you’ve done to me!

surget: I? What?

hubert: I have a bone to pick with you. Follow me.

(He leads surget into his own study, sits down in his place and rakes through the papers on the table.)

surget: Careful! Don’t make hay of my forthcoming novel!

hubert: Come on! Admit it! Admit that he’s here.

surget: He? Who’s he?

hubert: (reading) Étienne was secretly in love with Victorine… blah blah blah… her hair was as yellow as ripe corn… blah blah blah… Georges, her fiancé, was a graduate of the École Polytechnique… blah blah blah…

the flight of icarus

4

surget: Nosey!

hubert: (thoughtfully) He doesn’t seem to be here.

surget: He? Who’s he?

hubert: You remember, the other day, I read you the first few pages of my new book…

surget: No reason to come and turn mine upside down!

hubert: You were good enough to think highly of my chief character, though I had only barely begun to outline him. You complimented me on him.

surget: Perhaps.

hubert: He was called Icarus.

surget: I remember.

hubert: Well – he’s disappeared!

surget: He can’t have! What a joke!

hubert: It’s no laughing matter. It would be an irreparable loss for me if I couldn’t find him.

surget: Yes, but you don’t really think…

hubert: It isn’t a question of thinking, but of knowing. Where is he?

surget: I’ve no idea.

hubert: Swear it!

surget: Yes, but you’re not really going to suspect me of having stolen him from you, are you?

chapter 1

5

hubert: That was precisely my unspoken thought.

surget: But… zounds! You insult me; you offend me!

hubert: Swear!

surget: You can see for yourself… Étienne… Victorine… Georges… they’ve nothing in common with your Icarus. And then there are a Durand, a Duvel and a Dupont… and a concierge whom I call – and I must say, rather drolly, I think – Pipelet.

hubert: You could have given him a pseudonym.

surget: I detest that. I only recognize real names.

hubert: And what if he were to adopt one, without your knowledge?

surget: The identity of my characters is no mystery to me.

hubert: And what about your flat? He may be hiding somewhere. I’m going to have a look.

(He inspects the whole flat, opens the cupboards, looks under the furniture, goes and examines the privy.)

hubert: What luxury. A real English one, with water.

surget: Thanks to a small legacy my wife came into. It costs the earth but, as the saying goes, money has no smell.

hubert: And still no sign of Icarus.

surget: So far as Icarus is concerned, I swear…

hubert: What do you swear? And what are the oaths of a blackguard like you worth?

the flight of icarus

6

surget: On my word of honour… As the saying goes: silence is of silver and the word of honour.

hubert: Your word of honour isn’t enough.

surget: Perhaps he’s with one of our colleagues?

hubert: You don’t really expect me to traipse around to all our col-leagues, do you?

surget: Particularly as novelists are such liars.

hubert: How true. Except you, of course. Then you swear?

surget: On my honour, I swear that Icarus is not here – and I may add that I don’t know where he is.

hubert: I believe you, this time, but that doesn’t get me any further. What will I do? What will I do?

surget: If I may be allowed to make a suggestion – why don’t you en-gage a detective?

hubert: Ridiculous idea. He won’t understand a thing.

surget: Don’t you know Morcol – the subtle shadowing specialist? The man who follows adulterous women and finds lost sheep. He has appeared in many novels under different names. A second Vidocq. A second Lecoq.* As the saying goes: there are times when it’s ridiculous to fight against a shadow. He’ll find your Icarus for you.

hubert: I’ve no great confidence.

(He goes to see him, all the same.)

(He stops at the door; an enamelled plate: Morcol, Discretion, 2nd floor.)

chapter 1

7

(A venomously nauseating corridor leads to a similar type of staircase. Lubert pulls a cord; a bell rings.)

morcol: Monsieur: I am at your disposition.

hubert: Mine is a very unusual case.

morcol: All my cases are unusual, Monsieur.

hubert: Mine is very particularly so.

morcol: That is for me to judge.

hubert: I hesitate… because it is such a strange business…

morcol: I hear the most widely varied stories.

hubert: Well then. Let me introduce myself: Hubert Lubert, a novelist by profession, by vocation, even, and I might add, of some renown. Since I am a novelist, then, I write novels. And since I write novels, I deal with characters. And now one of them has vanished. Literally. A novel I had just begun, about ten pages, fifteen at the most, and in which I had placed the highest hopes, and now the principal character, whom I had barely begun to outline, disappears. As I obviously cannot continue without him, I have come to ask you to find him for me.

morcol: (dreamily) How extremely Pirandellian.

hubert: Pirandellian?

morcol: An adjective derived from Pirandello. It’s true, though; you couldn’t understand.*

hubert: A client?

morcol: Ssh! Let’s get back to the point. What did your fellow look like?

the flight of icarus

8

hubert: Difficult to say. I had only a rather sketchy knowledge of him. Ten or fifteen pages, you understand, I hadn’t got any farther than the exposition…

morcol: The Exposition Universelle? The Universal Exhibition?

hubert: That is not foreign to my theme, but I was in fact referring to the exposition of my subject matter. The modern novel, as you are aware, does not begin by exhibiting the principal character, it leads up to him gradually…

morcol: All right, all right. Obviously you haven’t got a photograph.

hubert: Obviously not.

morcol Allow me to ask you a few questions. Age?

hubert: Young, as I saw him.

morcol Can’t you be more precise?

hubert: Let’s say about twenty.

morcol: (ironically) You aren’t one of those people who like to compete with the Registrar General?

hubert: That is indeed not my style.

morcol: Let’s get on to his physical characteristics, then. Height?

hubert: One metre seventy-six centimetres precisely.

morcol: But you do compete with the metric system?

hubert: Ha ha.

morcol: Let us continue. Nose?

chapter 1

9

hubert: Straight, no doubt.

morcol: Hair?

hubert: Dark-brown, I think.

morcol: Special peculiarities?

hubert: I haven’t given him any.

morcol: Residence?

hubert: I intended him to live in the Rue Bleue.

morcol: What number?

hubert: An odd number.

morcol: Which one? There are quite a lot.

hubert: I haven’t decided yet.

morcol: None of this helps me very much.

hubert: As I told you, I’d only just begun him.

morcol: Has he any relations? Any friends?

hubert: I haven’t thought about that yet, but I have a very pure fiancée in mind for him.

morcol: Does he like her?

hubert: We haven’t reached that point yet.

morcol: Have you perhaps had some disagreement?

the flight of icarus

10

hubert: I don’t think so. I am preparing a melancholy existence for him which could hardly displease him because he knows no other. I want him to like moonlight, fairy roses, the exotic types of nostalgia, the languors of spring, fin-de-siècle neuroses – all things that I personally abhor, but which go down well in the present-day novel.

morcol: Perhaps he hates all that, too.

hubert: He doesn’t know anything about it.

morcol: He may have some inkling…

hubert: You worry me.

morcol: I imagine that your bird has flown.

hubert: There’s certainly a fly in the ointment somewhere. Don’t you think it’s more likely that he’s been stolen?

morcol: I will start with the flight hypothesis, and with an advance of ten louis.

hubert: The deuce.

morcol: You are hardly making things easy for me. Your data are ex-tremely vague…

hubert: I’m doing my best. Here – take these ten louis, and see that you find him soon. I won’t be able to write a word until the mystery’s solved and Icarus comes back.

morcol: I acknowledge receipt of the ten louis; I’ll make a note of his name.

(He writes “Dicky Ruscombe” in his notebook while Lubert hands him his card. morcol is to let him know the moment he has the slightest lead. He takes his departure, while morcol reflects.)

chapter 1

11

morcol: Less than nothing, the clues this gentleman has given me, and I am supposed to do something with this less than nothing. I must work out what method to use in this particular case. I have several strings to my bow but the first that comes to hand is that of argument by analogy. Supposing that I were this Dicky Ruscombe who lives in the Rue Bleue and that I had taken to flight. I shouldn’t go back to the Rue Bleue. Where would I go? As I shouldn’t have much experience of life, being only some ten or fifteen pages old, I should naively go to a street with an analogous name. Not knowing Paris very well, I should find myself in the Rue Blanche. This is a line of argument which I consider impeccable.

(He goes out, dressed in his grey paletot and universal top hat.)

morcol: To the Rue Blanche!

2

At the globe and Two Worlds Tavern in the Rue Blanche there was only one free table, which seemed to be waiting for Icarus. It was

in fact waiting for him. Icarus sat down, a slow but sure waiter came and asked him what he wished to partake of. Icarus didn’t know. He looked at the nearby tables; their occupants were drinking absinthe. He pointed to that milky liquid, believing it to be harmless. In the glass he was brought, the beverage appeared to be green; Icarus might well have thought this an optical illusion had he known what an optical il-lusion was; he was also brought a strangely shaped spoon, a lump of sugar and a carafe of water.

(icarus pours the water on the absinthe, which assumes the colour of milk. Exclamations from the neighbouring tables.)

first drinker: Disgraceful! It’s a massacre!

second drinker: The fellow’s never drunk absinthe in his life!

first drinker: Vandalism! Pure vandalism!

alma classics

alma classics aims to publish mainstream and lesser-known European classics in an innovative and striking way, while em-ploying the highest editorial and production standards. By way of a unique approach the range offers much more, both visually and textually, than readers have come to expect from contemporary classics publishing.

1. James Hanley, Boy 2. D.H. Lawrence, The First Women in Love 3. Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre 4. Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice 5. Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights 6. Anton Chekhov, Sakhalin Island7. Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli, Sonnets 8. Jack Kerouac, Beat Generation 9. Charles Dickens, Great Expectations 10. Jane Austen, Emma 11. Wilkie Collins, The Moonstone 12. D.H. Lawrence, The Second Lady Chatterley’s Lover 13. Jonathan Swift, The Benefit of Farting Explained 14. Anonymous, Dirty Limericks 15. Henry Miller, The World of Sex 16. Jeremias Gotthelf, The Black Spider17. Oscar Wilde, The Picture Of Dorian Gray 18. Erasmus, Praise of Folly19. Henry Miller, Quiet Days in Clichy 20. Cecco Angiolieri, Sonnets 21. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Humiliated and Insulted 22. Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility 23. Theodor Storm, Immensee24. Ugo Foscolo, Sepulchres25. Boileau, Art of Poetry26. Georg Kaiser, Plays Vol. 1 27. Émile Zola, Ladies’ Delight 28. D.H. Lawrence, Selected Letters 29. Alexander Pope, The Art of Sinking in Poetry

30. E.T.A. Hoffmann, The King’s Bride31. Ann Radcliffe, The Italian 32. Prosper Mérimée, A Slight Misunderstanding 33. Giacomo Leopardi, Canti 34. Giovanni Boccaccio, Decameron 35. Annette von Droste-Hülshoff, The Jew’s Beech36. Stendhal, Life of Rossini 37. Eduard Mörike, Mozart’s Journey to Prague38. Jane Austen, Love and Friendship39. Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina 40. Ivan Bunin, Dark Avenues 41. Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter 42. Sadeq Hedayat, Three Drops of Blood 43. Alexander Trocchi, Young Adam 44. Oscar Wilde, The Decay of Lying45. Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita 46. Sadeq Hedayat, The Blind Owl47. Alain Robbe-Grillet, Jealousy48. Marguerite Duras, Moderato Cantabile 49. Raymond Roussel, Locus Solus 50. Alain Robbe-Grillet, In the Labyrinth51. Daniel Defoe, Robinson Crusoe 52. Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island53. Ivan Bunin, The Village54. Alain Robbe-Grillet, The Voyeur55. Franz Kafka, Dearest Father 56. Geoffrey Chaucer, Canterbury Tales57. Ambrose Bierce, The Monk and the Hangman’s Daughter58. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Winter Notes on Summer Impressions59. Bram Stoker, Dracula 60. Mary Shelley, Frankenstein 61. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Elective Affinities62. Marguerite Duras, The Sailor from Gibraltar63. Robert Graves, Lars Porsena64. Napoleon Bonaparte, Aphorisms and Thoughts65. Joseph von Eichendorff, Memoirs of a Good-for-Nothing 66. Adelbert von Chamisso, Peter Schlemihl 67. Pedro Antonio de Alarcón, The Three-Cornered Hat 68. Jane Austen, Persuasion 69. Dante Alighieri, Rime 70. Anton Chekhov, The Woman in the Case and Other Stories 71. Mark Twain, The Diaries of Adam and Eve72. Jonathan Swift, Gulliver’s Travels

73. Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness74. Gottfried Keller, A Village Romeo and Juliet 75. Raymond Queneau, Exercises in Style76. Georg Büchner, Lenz 77. Giovanni Boccaccio, Life of Dante78. Jane Austen, Mansfield Park79. E.T.A. Hoffmann, The Devil’s Elixirs 80. Claude Simon, The Flanders Road81. Raymond Queneau, The Flight of Icarus 82. Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince83. Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of our Time84. Henry Miller, Black Spring85. Victor Hugo, The Last Day of a Condemned Man86. D.H. Lawrence, Paul Morel87. Mikhail Bulgakov, The Life of Monsieur de Molière88. Leo Tolstoy, Three Novellas89. Stendhal, Travels in the South of France90. Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White91. Alain Robbe-Grillet, Erasers92. Iginio Ugo Tarchetti, Fosca93. D.H. Lawrence, The Fox94. Borys Conrad, My Father Joseph Conrad95. James De Mille, A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder96. Émile Zola, Dead Men Tell No Tales97. Alexander Pushkin, Ruslan and Lyudmila98. Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures Under Ground99. James Hanley, The Closed Harbour100. Thomas De Quincey, On Murder Considered as One of the Fine Arts101. Jonathan Swift, The Wonderful Wonder of Wonders102. Petronius, Satyricon103. Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Death on Credit104. Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey105. W.B. Yeats, Selected Poems 106. Antonin Artaud, The Theatre and Its Double 107. Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night108. Ford Madox Ford, The Good Soldier109. Leo Tolstoy, Childhood, Boyhood, Youth110. Guido Cavalcanti, Complete Poems111. Charles Dickens, Hard Times112. Charles Baudelaire and Théophile Gautier, Hashish, Wine, Opium113. Charles Dickens, Haunted House114. Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Children115. Dante Alighieri, Inferno

116. Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary117. Alexander Trocchi, Man at Leisure118. Alexander Pushkin, Boris Godunov and Little Tragedies119. Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote120. Mark Twain, Huckleberry Finn121. Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen122. Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot123. René de Chateaubriand, Atala and René124. Mikhail Bulgakov, Diaboliad125. Goerge Eliot, Middlemarch126. Edmondo De Amicis, Constantinople127. Petrarch, Secretum128. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther129. Alexander Pushkin, Eugene Onegin130. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground131. Luigi Pirandello, Plays Vol. 1132. Jules Renard, Histoires Naturelles133. Gustave Flaubert, The Dictionary of Received Ideas134. Charles Dickens, The Life of Our Lord135. D.H. Lawrence, The Lost Girl136. Benjamin Constant, The Red Notebook137. Raymond Queneau, We Always Treat Women too Well138. Alexander Trocchi, Cain’s Book139. Raymond Roussel, Impressions of Africa140. Llewelyn Powys, A Struggle for Life141. Nikolai Gogol, How the Two Ivans Quarrelled142. F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby143. Jonathan Swift, Directions to Servants144. Dante Alighieri, Purgatory145. Mikhail Bulgakov, A Young Doctor’s Notebook146. Sergei Dovlatov, The Suitcase147. Leo Tolstoy, Hadji Murat148. Jonathan Swift, The Battle of the Books149. F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night150. Alexander Pushkin, The Queen of Spades and Other Short Fiction151. Raymond Queneau, The Sunday of Life152. Herman Melville, Moby Dick153. Mikhail Bulgakov, The Fatal Eggs154. Antonia Pozzi, Poems155. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister156. Anton Chekhov, The Story of a Nobody157. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Poor People158. Leo Tolstoy, The Death of Ivan Ilyich

159. Dante Alighieri, Vita nuova160. Arthur Conan Doyle, The Tragedy of Korosko161. Franz Kafka, Letters to Friends, Family and Editors162. Mark Twain, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer163. Erich Fried, Love Poems164. Antonin Artaud, Selected Works165. Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist166. Sergei Dovlatov, The Zone167. Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Guignol’s Band168. Mikhail Bulgakov, Dog’s Heart169. Rayner Heppenstall, Blaze of Noon170. Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Crocodile171. Anton Chekhov, Death of a Civil Servant172. Georg Kaiser, Plays Vol. 2173. Tristan Tzara, Seven Dada Manifestos and Lampisteries174. Frank Wedekind, The Lulu Plays and Other Sex Tragedies175. Frank Wedekind, Spring Awakening176. Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Gambler177. Prosper Mérimée, The Etruscan Vase and Other Stories178. Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of the Supernatural179. Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse180. F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned181. James Joyce, Dubliners182. Alexander Pushkin, The Captain’s Daughter183. Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg Ohio184. James Joyce, Ulysses185. Ivan Turgenev, Faust186. Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway187. Paul Scarron, Roman Comique188. Sergei Dovlatov, Pushkin Hills189. F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise190. Alexander Pushkin, Complete Lyrical Poems191. Luigi Pirandello, Plays Vol. 2192. Ivan Turgenev, Rudin193. Raymond Radiguet, Cheeks on Fire194. Vladimir Odoevsky, Two Days in the Life of the Terrestrial Globe195. Copi, Four Plays196. Iginio Ugo Tarchetti, Fantastic Tales197. Louis-Ferdinand Céline, London Bridge198. Mikhail Bulgakov, The White Guard199. George Bernard Shaw, The Intelligent Woman’s Guide200. Charles Dickens, Supernatural Short Stories201. Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy

202 Marquis de Sade, Incest203 Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Double204 Alexander Pushkin, Love Poems205 Charles Dickens, Poems206 Mikhail Bulgakov, Diaries and Selected Letters207 F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tales of the Jazz Age208 F. Scott Fitgerald, All the Sad Young Men209 Giuseppe T. di Lampedusa, Childhood Memories and Other Stories210 Mark Twain, Is Shakespeare Dead?211 Xavier de Maistre, Journey around My Room212 Émile Zola, The Dream213 Ivan Turgenev, Smoke214 Marcel Proust, Pleasures and Days215 Anatole France, The Gods Want Blood216 F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Last Tycoon217 Gustave Flaubert, Memoirs of a Madman and November218 Edmondo De Amicis, Memories of London219 E.T.A. Hoffmann, The Sandman220 Sándor Márai, The Withering World221 François Villon, The Testament and Other Poems222 Arthur Conan Doyle, Tales of Twilight and the Unseen223 Robert Musil, The Confusions of Young Master Törless224 Nikolai Gogol, Petersburg Tales225 Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis and Other Stories226 George R. Sims, Memoirs of a Mother-in-Law227 Virginia Woolf, Monday or Tuesday228 F. Scott Fitzgerald, Basil and Josephine229. F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers230 Dante Alighieri, Love Poems231 Charles Dickens, The Mudfog Papers232 Dmitry Merezhkovsky, Leonardo da Vinci233 Ivan Goncharov, Oblomov234 Alexander Pushkin, Belkin’s Stories235 Mikhail Bulgakov, Black Snow236 Virginia Woolf, Orlando237 Ivan Turgenev, Virgin Soil238 F. Scott Fitzgerald, Babylon Revisited and Other Stories239 Voltaire, Micromegas and Other Stories240 Anton Chekhov, In the Twilight241 Arthur Conan Doyle, Tales of Terror and Mystery242 F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Pat Hobby Stories243 James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man244 Mikhail Bulgakov, Notes on a Cuff and Other Stories

245 Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince246 Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland247 D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley’s Lover248 Laurence Sterne, The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gent.249 Rudyard Kipling, Dog Stories250 Charles Dickens, George Silverman’s Explanation251 Mark Twain, The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg and Other Stories252 Wilkie Collins, The Dream Woman253 Robert Louis Stevenson, New Arabian Nights254 Arthur Conan Doyle, Tales of Long Ago255 Arthur Conan Doyle, Tales of Adventure and Medical Life256 Leo Tolstoy, The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories257 H.P. Lovecraft, The Rats in the Walls and Other Tales258 Alain Robbe-Grillet, A Regicide259 Anton Chekhov, The Kiss and Other Stories260 F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Last of the Belles and Other Stories261 F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Love Boat and Other Stories262 Dickens, Sketches of Young Gentlemen, Young Ladies and Young Couples263 F. Scott Fitzgerald, Image on the Heart and Other Stories264 F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Intimate Strangers and Other Stories265 Virginia Woolf, The Waves266 Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles267 Oscar Wilde, The Selfish Giant and Other Stories268 H.P. Lovecraft, The Whisperer in Darkness and Other Tales269 Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Adolescent270 Carlo Collodi, The Adventures of Pipì, the Pink Monkey271 J.M. Barrie, The Complete Peter Pan272 Maurice Leblanc, Arsène Lupin vs Sherlock Holmes273 Ivan Goncharov, A Common Story274 Leo Tolstoy, A Calendar of Wisdom275 Maxim Gorky, The Mother

To order any of our titles and for up-to-date information about our cur-rent and forthcoming publications, please visit our website on:

www.almaclassics.com