and although I thought Giampi had a pretty good cheek turning up his nose at Alberto's modern furniture (how could he, being such an old moralizer, and such a stern judge of everyone else, be so lenient with himself and his own stuff?), all at once, my heart suddenly wrenched by the thought ofMicol-it wasjust as if she'd been there, pressing it with her hand-1 made a solemn resolution again to be good with Malnate, not to argue with him, not to quarrel.
Eta neure artean esaten nuen arren nolako azal gogorra zeukan Giampik Albertoren altzari modernisten aurrean kopeta zimurtzeagatik (nola zitekeen haren moralismoagatik besteekiko hain epaile zorrotza izatea eta, aldiz, hain barkabera bere buruarekin eta bere gauzekin?), bat-batean, Micòlen oroitzapenak tupustean bihotza estutzen zidala sentituz-berak, bere eskuaz, estutu balit bezala izan zen-, Malnaterekin zintzoa izateko, berriz eztabaida eta sesiorik ez izateko burubide solemnea berritu nuen.