As we went up, she was still holding my hand (she stopped on the stairs, looked carefully at my lips in the light, and concluded the examination with a casual "That's fine!"), and never stopped talking for a moment, very volubly.
Bide guztian, eskutik utzi gabe (eskailera hasieran gelditu, argipean nire ezpainak miatu, eta azterketa amaitzeko halako "Bikain!" airoso bat bota zuen), ez zen isildu. Bai, zioen: