After a few moments I looked up again, and there was my Karagyoz flying along, his tail waving-free as the wind; and the giaours, on their jaded horses, were trailing along far behind, one after another, across the steppe.
Tarte labur baten ondoren, begirada jaso eta hau ikusi nuen: nire Karagioz ziztu bizian zihoan, buztana airean harroturik, haizea bezain libre, eta urrunean fedegabeak, zaldiak ahiturik, bata bestearen atzetik galtzen ziren estepan.