I could see Vivian Regan's black head close to it, from across the room where I was leaning against the bar and turning a small glass of bacardi around on the mahogany.
Jendearen artean Vivian Reganen buru beltzarana ikusten nuen aretoaz bestaldeko tabernatik, ni hortxe bainengoen, barraren kontra jarrita, bacardia zeukan edalontzi txiki bati kaobaren gainetik eraginez.