And soon, mechanically, weary after a dull day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake.
Eta segidan, oharkabean, egunaren goibelaz eta biharamun tristearen igurikapenaz abailduxe, madalena-zati bat bertan beratzen utzia nuèn te-koilarakada bat ezpainetaratu nuen.