I shall never think of it again." But she saw that his eyes remained fixed upon the things that he did not know, and on that past era of their love, monotonous and soothing in his memory because it was vague, and now rent, as with a sword-wound, by the news of that minute on the Island in the Bois, by moonlight, while he was dining with the Princesse des Laumes.
Baina Odettek Swanni begietara begiratu eta hauteman zuen hauek tinkaturik segitzen zutela jakin ez zekizkièn gauzetan eta beren amodioaren iraganean, iragan monotono eta gozo hartan, gozo lanbrotsua zelako, baina orain zauri ezin urragarriago bihurtua Basoko uharteko minutu hark, ilargi zuriaren argipekoak, Laumesko printzesareneko afariaren ostekoak.