Mme. de Franquetot anxiously, her eyes starting from her head, as though the keys over which his fingers skipped with such agility were a series of trapezes, from any one of which he might come crashing, a hundred feet, to the ground, stealing now and then a glance of astonishment and unbelief at her companion, as who should say: "It isn't possible, I would never have believed that a human being could do all that!"; Mme.
Ironia malenkoniatsuaz blai, Swann begira zegokien dama biei flauta-ariaren osteko piano-intermezzoa (Liszten San Frantzisko txoriei mintzo delakoa) nola entzuten ari ziren, eta nola segitzen zuten birtuosoaren interpretazio zorabiagarria: Madame de Franquetot-ek antsiaz, begiak ia lokaturik, pianojolea ezin zaluago lasterkatzen ari zèn tekla haiek laurogei metroko alturan kokaturiko trapezioak, erortzeko trantze ezin arriskutsuagoa alegia, iruditzen zitzaizkiola, eta alboan zuèn lehengusinari harridurazko eta are sinesgaiztasunezko behakoak brixtadatzen zizkiola behin eta berriro, esanez bezala: "Ez, ez da posible, gizon batek hori egin dezakeenik esan balidate, nik sinistu ez";