Her hair was full of mould, her face was smeared with it, she looked such a sight with her arms as black as a coalheaver's that Muche clapped his hands with glee, and exclaimed:
Neska altxatu zenean, beltz-beltza zegoen oinetatik bururaino; ilean lurra zuen, lokaztua zegoen osorik, hain barregarri agertzen zen bere ikazkin besoekin, ezen Muche txaloka hasi baitzen, oihuka: