Petersburg life had changed him not a little since first he had got a taste of it, and, now that the devil only knew how he was going to live, it came all the harder to him that he should have no more sweets to look forward to.
Jatetxe baten albotik pasatu zen; sukaldaria, badakizu?, atzerritarra zen inondik ere, frantsesa-edo, eta han zegoen, Holandako hariz eginiko mantala jantzirik, elurra bezain zuri burutik oinetaraino, saltsak, saiheskiak boilurrekin eta bestelako jaki gozoak prestatzen, gosearen gosez nori bere burua jateko gogoa egiten dioten horietakoak, nolabait esateko.