And beneath all his most pleasant memories, beneath the simplest words that Odette had ever spoken to him in those old days, words which he had believed as though they were the words of a Gospel, beneath her daily actions which she had recounted to him, beneath the most ordinary places, her dressmaker's flat, the Avenue du Bois, the Hippodrome, he could feel (dissembled there, by virtue of that temporal superfluity which, after the most detailed account of how a day has been spent, always leaves something over, that may serve as a hiding place for certain unconfessed actions), he could feel the insinuation of a possible undercurrent of falsehood which debased for him all that had remained most precious, his happiest evenings, the Rue La Pérouse itself, which Odette must constantly have been leaving at other hours than those of which she told him; extending the power of the dark horror that had gripped him when he had heard her admission with regard to the Maison Dorée, and, like the obscene creatures in the 'Desolation of Nineveh,' shattering, stone by stone, the whole edifice of his past....
Eta bere oroitzapenik gozoenen azpian, behiala Odettek esanak zizkiòn hitzik xumeenen, berak ebanjelioko berbatzat sinetsiak zituenen azpian, kontatuak zizkiòn eguneroko zereginen azpian, lekurik ohikoenen azpian-jostunaren etxea, Basoko etorbidea, Hipodromoa-, Swannek nabaritzen zuen, eguneko agendarik xehakatuenetan ere zenbait ekintzari oraindik aukera, oraindik tartea, oraindik gordelekua eskain diezaiekeen denbora-soberakinaren aizolbean disimulaturik, nabaritzen zuen, alegia, aieruka agertzen gezurren presentzia posible bezain ezkutukoa, gezurrok donge bihurtzen ziotelarik ordura arte maiteen izana zitzaiòn oro (bere arratsik onenak, La Pérouse karrika bera, nondik Odette, noski, beti alde egina izango baitzatekeen, ez Swanni esandako orduetan, zeharo beste batzuetan baizik), eta gezurrok noranahi barreiatzen zutelarik sarrakio ilun hura, Maison Dorée-ri buruzko aitorpena entzuterakoan Swannek hain bihotz-erdiragarriki sentitua, eta gezurrok, Niniveko Deboilamenduko piztia likitsek bezala, harriz harri porroskatzen ziotelarik bere iragan osoa. Orain, bere oroimenak Maison Dorée izen krudela esan orduko burua jiratzen bazuen, ez zuen jiratzen, arestian Mme.