and I too, my heart a dark, mysterious pool of fear, clung to the small desk professor Ermanno had had brought into the billiard room in January, and put under the middle window for me, as if by doing so I could stop the inexorable march of time.
Eta nik ere, bihotzean beldur laku ilun misteriotsu bat neukala, atzaparka heltzen nion Ermanno irakasle jaunak aurreko urtarriletik bilar-aretoko erdiko leihoaren azpian niretzat ipinarazi zuen idazmahaiari, horrela denboraren iragan-behar geldiezina geratzeko modua izan banu bezala.