The crier here, a fair, sorry-looking fellow, who scarcely moved his arms, was disposing of some lots of eels and crawfish in a monotonous voice, while the assistants fished fresh supplies out of the stone basins with their short-handled nets.
Eta hango giroa askoz epelagoa zen, izan ere. Azeri aurpegiko enkantegile ilehori batek bere ahotz monotonoarekin aingira eta karramarro sortak esleitzen zituen, batere keinurik egin gabe;