The noble language of architecture left him unmoved, the memory of his brother and father stopped his heart to every sensation of beauty, he was attentive only to the necessity of keeping on his guard in the presence of hypocritical and dangerous enemies.
Arkitekturaren mintzaira bikainak ez zion zirrararik egin Fabrice sorgortuari; edertasunezko sentipen ororentzat itxia zeukan mutilak arima, aitaren eta anaiaren oroitzapenaren eraginez;