When I came back they had disappeared, so I sat down discreetly in the living-room and read a chapter of Simon Called Peter-either it was terrible stuff or the whiskey distorted things, because it didn't make any sense to me.
Itzuli nintzenean biak desagertuak ziren, beraz, egongelan diskrezioz eseri eta Simon Called Peter-en kapitulu bat irakurri nuen.