Her face, above a spotted dress of dark blue crepe-de-chine, contained no facet or gleam of beauty, but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering.
Txinako krepezko soineko urdin ilun tantodun bat zeukan soinean, aurpegian ez zuen edertasun distiratsurik, baina bat-batean jabetzeko moduko bizitasuna zerion, bere nerbioak etengabe suharturik baleude bezala.