българската следа

докато се ровех в една от английските книжарници, попаднах на
the ball & the cross роман на G. K. Chesterton от 1909,
в който става дума за пътешествието на професор луцифер
и неговия летящ кораб, на който има само още един пасажер 
български монах на име михаил или майкъл

едни от първите изречения на книгата са:

There was, however, another man on board, so to speak, at the time. Him, also, by a curious coincidence, the professor had not invented, and him he had not even very greatly improved, though he had fished him up with a lasso out of his own back garden, in Western Bulgaria, with the pure object of improving him. He was an exceedingly holy man, almost entirely covered with white hair. You could see nothing but his eyes, and he seemed to talk with them. A monk of immense learning and acute intellect he had made himself happy in a little stone hut and a little stony garden in the Balkans, chiefly by writing the most crushing refutations of exposures of certain heresies, the last professors of which had been burnt (generally by each other) precisely 1,119 years previously. They were really very plausible and thoughtful heresies, and it was really a creditable or even glorious circumstance, that the old monk had been intellectual enough to detect their fallacy; the only misfortune was that nobody in the modern world was intellectual enough even to understand their argument. The old monk, one of whose names was Michael, and the other a name quite impossible to remember or repeat in our Western civilization, had, however, as I have said, made himself quite happy while he was in a mountain hermitage in the society of wild animals. And now that his luck had lifted him above all the mountains in the society of a wild physicist, he made himself happy still.
"I have no intention, my good Michael," said Professor Lucifer, "of endeavouring to convert you by argument. The imbecility of your traditions can be quite finally exhibited to anybody with mere ordinary knowledge of the world, the same kind of knowledge which teaches us not to sit in draughts or not to encourage friendliness in impecunious people. It is folly to talk of this or that demonstrating the rationalist philosophy. Everything demonstrates it. Rubbing shoulders with men of all kinds——"
"You will forgive me," said the monk, meekly from under loads of white beard, "but I fear I do not understand; was it in order that I might rub my shoulder against men of all kinds that you put me inside this thing?"

книгата се очертава весела за тези, които си падат по автентичен стиймпънк
преведена е на български и е издадена през 2007
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после попаднах на издание на ламприеровия речник от 40те години на 19 век
което се разпадаше.
взех го
за разлика от шекспир и ко, в която не можеш да се разминеш от хора
в abbey bookshop не можеш да се разминеш от книги.
има кафе и чай.
и писмата на р. л. стивънсън от вайлима
аби буукс се намира на rue de la parchemineriе
и е може би най-приятната от английските книжарници в париж