I knew that it was the residence of its proprietors, the Duc and Duchesse de Guermantes, I knew that they were real personages who did actually exist, but whenever I thought about them I pictured them to myself either in tapestry, as was the 'Coronation of Esther' which hung in our church, or else in changing, rainbow colours, as was Gilbert the Bad in his window, where he passed from cabbage green, when I was dipping my fingers in the holy water stoup, to plum blue when I had reached our row of chairs, or again altogether impalpable, like the image of Geneviève de Brabant, ancestress of the Guermantes family, which the magic lantern sent wandering over the curtains of my room or flung aloft upon the ceiling-in short, always wrapped in the mystery of the Merovingian age, and bathed, as in a sunset, in the orange light which glowed from the resounding syllable 'antes.' And if, in spite of that, they were for me, in their capacity as a duke and a duchess, real people, though of an unfamiliar kind, this ducal personality was in its turn enormously distended, immaterialised, so as to encircle and contain that Guermantes of which they were duke and duchess, all that sunlit 'Guermantes way' of our walks, the course of the Vivonne, its water-lilies and its overshadowing trees, and an endless series of hot summer afternoons.
Nik banekien han gazteluzainak bizi zirela, Guermantesko dukea eta dukesa, banekien zinezko pertsonaia benetan existitzen zirenak zirela, baina, haiengan pentsatzen nuèn bakoitzean, irudikatu egiten nituen, dela tapizerian brodatuak, gure elizako "Estherren Koroatzea"n Guermantesko kondesaren gisa, dela ñabardura aldakorrez pikardatuak, beirateko Gilbert Gaiztoaren antzo, aza-orlegitik okaran-urdinera igarotzen baitzen berau, ni oraindik ur bedeinkatua hartzen ala gure aulkietara iristen ari izatearen baitan, dela erabat ukiezinak, Brabanteko Genobeba Guermantesko familiaren arbasoaren irudiaren modura, linterna magikoak nire gelako errezeletan barrena promenatzen edo sabaira igoarazten zuenean-hots, betiere, merovingiar garaietako misterioaz mukuru eta beren izenaren azken silabari zerion halako laranjazko argitasun ilunabartarraz blai: "antes".