When I came back after a week's absence-she went on-saying I'd been in Rome, for instance, and laughing, as I said it, in a nervous, crazy sort of way, for no apparent reason: did I really think Alberto and Malnate didn't realize I was talking nonsense, that I hadn't been anywhere near Rome, and that my fits of Cena delle befe-type laughter were all directed at her?
Astebete agertu gabe pasatu ondoren itzultzen nintzen bakoitzean-jarraitu zuen-, esanez, nik ez dakit, Erroman egona nintzela adibidez, eta denbora guztian jo eta ke barrez, barre urduria eginez, ero batek bezala, arrazoirik bat ere gabe, akaso uste nuen Albertok eta Malnatek ez zekitela gezurretan ari nintzela, Erroman ez nintzela egon, eta nire barrealdi haiek, "Burlatien afaria" tankerakoak, berarentzat eginak zirela?