a French novel, I noticed, recognizing the kind of cover, red and white, from a distance; and it was reading, probably, more than the cold that had sketched a line of tiredness under her eyes.
elaberri frantses bat, berehala ohartu nintzen bezala, azal mota zuri-gorria urrundik ezagutu nuenean; eta seguru aski, katarroak baino areago, irakurketak jarri zion begipean zeukan neke seinalea.