By that time, they'd given up trying to collect their pay, they calmly smoked it up in advance, among the bright-colored flowers outside Alcide's hut, between two stints of imaginary drill.
Ordurako saiatu ere ez ziren egiten kobratzera, aurrez errea izaten zuten soldata, lasai, Alcideren etxola bazterrean, loretxo bizikoien artean, irudimenezko saio biren artean.