But there was the fact facing me-the fact dazzling, to be seen, like the foam on the depths of the sea, like a ripple on an unfathomable enigma, a mystery greater-when I thought of it-than the curious, inexplicable note of desperate grief in this savage clamour that had swept by us on the river-bank, behind the blind whiteness of the fog.
Baina egitatea han aurrean neukan, egitate liluragarria, begi-bistan, aparra bezala itsasoko sakonen gainean, uhin bat bezala igarri ezinezko enigma baten gainean, misterio handiago bat, hartaz pentsatzen dudanean, zera baino: lainoaren zuritasun itsugarriaren atzean eta ibai bazterraren gainetik ziztu bizian igaro zitzaigun harrabots basati haren baitako ondikozko etsipen nota bitxi, adierazezin hura baino.