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Excerpt from Olga Nazimov, and Other Stories He had found the West too large and too rough, New York too shrill; for a moment the peace of Georgian England transplanted into Louisiana had held him, but only for a moment. In Louisiana he realized by contrast that there was very little room in America for a man with nothing to do. He only wanted to live. As a natural consequence Of this feeling he had sailed for Europe, and had for a while been charmed by the capacity Of the Older races to do nothing with wonderful, sleepy intentness. And 50, for two years, he had progressed round the Continent from London, its Trafalgar Square hotels, its Chelsea salons, to Paris and its hysterical glitter, to sturdy Berlin trying so hard to be vicious and gloomily conscious that it was born respectable. It had not been very adventurous: he had wandered in Spain and encountered nothing worse than insects; he had ridden across the Abruzzi without being held to ransom by brigands and, even in Russia, he had never been suspected Of advanced ideas. And so he was a little disappointed in the romance of life as he lay back in the Old carriage that now crawled up the hill at less than a foot page, the horse impatiently biting at the flies, first on his right shoulder, then on his left. Hulder reflected upon this the double strain in his temperament, this strange desire to take no active part in life, and this hope that something out side him would happen to stimulate that life and make it vivid. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.