And without wasting time by stopping to take off our 'things' we would fly upstairs to my aunt Léonie's room to reassure her, to prove to her by our bodily presence that all her gloomy imaginings were false, that, on the contrary, nothing had happened to us, but that we had gone the 'Guermantes way,' and, good lord, when one took that walk, my aunt knew well enough that one could never say at what time one would be home.
Eta, gure hatuak utzi eta aldatzeko astirik ere gabe, zuzenean igotzen ginen izeba Léonierengana, berau lasaitu eta buruan zerabiltzakeèn susmo-beldurrak uxatzearren, ez baitzitzaigun ezer txarrik gertatua, soilik "Guermantes aldera" joanak ginela eta, alajainena, ibilaldi hura tokatzen zenean, izebak ondotxo zekien ez zegoela etxeratze-orduari zegokionez inolako segurantziarik.