He had not heard her coming, and he lay motionless, flat on his back, with his hands clasped under his head, staring up at the sky; so that the Baroness was able to reflect, at her leisure, upon the question of his identity. It was that of a person who had lately been much in her thoughts;
Gizonezkoak ez zuen baronesa hurbiltzen entzun, eta geldi-geldi zegoen, ahoz gora, luze-luze etzanda, eskuak buruaren azpian gurutzaturik, zerura begira. Nor izan ote zitekeen pentsatzeko astia izan zuen, beraz, baronesak.