Amidst the deep silence and solitude prevailing in the avenue several market gardeners' carts were climbing the slope which led towards Paris, and the fronts of the houses, asleep behind the dim lines of elms on either side of the road, echoed back the rhythmical jolting of the wheels.
Isiltasun handiaren erdian, eta hiribide mortuan gora, ortuzainen gurdiak Paris aldera igotzen ari ziren, gurpilen triki-traka erritmikoz, haien oihartzunek bi aldeetan lokarturik zeuden etxeen fatxaden kontra jotzen zutela, zumar lerro lausoen atzean.