The beams of the huts had grown dark with age, many of their roofs were riddled with holes, others had but a tile of the roof remaining, and yet others were reduced to the rib-like framework of the same.
Baina, lipar baten buruan, agertu bezain agudo ezabatu zitzaion aurpegi hitsa hain bat-batean piztu zion alaitasun hori, sekula izan ez balitz bezala, eta aurpegiak lehengo aire kezkatia hartu zuen berriro.