I was laughing heartily when the same pensioner whom I had seen patching his uniform in the Commandant's ante-room, came in with an invitation to dinner for me from Vassilissa Igorofna.
Gogotik barre egiten ari nintzela, komandantearen etxeko ezkaratzean uniformea konpontzen ari zen elbarriak gelan sartu eta, Vasilisa Jegorovnaren izenean, beronen etxean bazkaltzera gonbidatu ninduen.