"Ay, must die!" piped out Gagool, casting a glance of her quick eyes in the direction of the poor girl, who, as yet ignorant of the awful fate in store for her, was standing some ten yards off in front of a company of maidens, engaged in nervously picking a flower from her wreath to pieces, petal by petal.
-esan zuen Gagoolek, begi biziak neska gaixoari zuzentzen zizkion bitartean, eta neskak zain zeukan halabehar ikaragarriaren berririk ez zuenez gero, nesken konpainiatik hamar yardatara edo zegoen zutik, koroako lore bat hartu eta hostoz hostoz hura txikitzen lanpeturik. -Zergatik, errege?