Mouton, however, leapt on to the table, where, with rounded back, he remained contemplating the tall, scraggy individual who for the last fortnight had apparently afforded him matter for deep reflection.
Baina Moutonek jauzi egin zuen mahaiaren gainera. Han gelditu zen, eserita, bizkarra kakoturik, mutil argal hari begira, zeina azken hamabost egunean gogoeta sakonen gaia baitzen harentzat, antza.