Finally Chichikov's gratitude led him to plunge into a stream of acknowledgement of a vehemence which caused his host to grow confused, to blush, to shake his head in deprecation, and to end by declaring that the concession was nothing, and that, his one desire being to manifest the dictates of his heart and the psychic magnetism which his friend exercised, he, in short, looked upon the dead souls as so much worthless rubbish.
Txitxikovek, esker onez gainezka, estimuzko hitzez josi zuen solaskidea, eta Manilov, gogoa zeharo nahasirik eta gorri-gorri jarririk, baiezko keinuak egiten hasi zen buruaz, eta azkenean esan zuen hori hutsaren hurrena zela, nahiago zukeela beste moduren batera erakutsi bihotzaren sakonean berarengana sentitzen zuen estimua, barru-barruko atxikimendua, eta arima hilen kontu hori, nolabait, huskeria zela.