Making no answer, he walked on with a rapid step; and Madame Bovary was already, dipping her finger in the holy water when behind them they heard a panting breath interrupted by the regular sound of a cane.
Erantzun gabe, Leonek aurrera segitzen zuen pauso biziz, eta jada madame Bovary bere behatza ur bedeinkatutan bustitzen ari zen, beren atzean entzun zutenean arnas bortitz bat hatsanka, makila baten jauziek tarteka erregularki etenda.