Upon a bank on the roadside there sat, between two clumps of thistles, a big man holding in one hand a knuckle bone of mutton, which he was gnawing, and in the other a flask whose juice he was draining.
Bazterreko ezpondan, kardulatz sorta biren erdian, gizon potolo bat ageri zen, esku batean irensten ari zen arkume izterra zeukala eta bestean zukua hurrupaka kentzen zion bonbila bat.