The Contessa had spent so many weary hours at the castle of Grianta, facing the powdered heads of her brother and nephew, and of various politically sound bores of the neighbourhood, that it never occurred to her to give a thought to her new adorer's style in hairdressing.
Kondesari, ordea, ez zitzaion bururatu ere egin bere miresle berriaren orrazkerari kontu egitea, sarriegi aspertu baitzen Griantako gazteluan, hantxe aurrez aurre edukita anaia, iloba eta han inguruko pertsona modu oneko eta aspergarri batzuk, burua hautseztaturik denak.