It was a very different matter when the suspect was Françoise, of whose presence under the same roof as herself my aunt was perpetually conscious, while for fear of catching cold, were she to leave her bed, she would never dare go downstairs to the kitchen to see for herself whether there was, indeed, any foundation for her suspicions.
Besterik zen, ordea, Françoiseri zegozkiòn susmoei zegokienez, hura etengabe hantxe baitzen, bere teilatupe berean sumatzen zuen beti izebak, nahiz eta, ohetik altxatuz gero hozteko beldurrez, inoiz ausartu ez sukaldera jaisten, susmook egiazkoak ote ziren egiaztatzera.