The chauffeur, still toting his billiard cue, still regarding me without fondness, met me on the ground floor and took me to the door, looking as if he hoped I would start something.
Txoferra, artean bilar-makila aldean zuela, artean ere batere begirada atseginik egin gabe, beheko solairuan niregana hurbildu eta ateraino lagundu ninduen, zerbait egingo nuela espero balu bezala.