And yet I clung to him all the same, or to the mask of him that was already falling away, clung to his coquetting with the spiritual, to his bourgeois horror of the disorderly and accidental (to which death, too, belonged) and compared the new Harry-the somewhat timid and ludicrous dilettante of the dance rooms-scornfully and enviously with the old one in whose ideal and lying portrait he had since discovered all those fatal characteristics which had upset him that night so grievously in the professor's print of Goethe.
Eta halere hari edo jadanik xahutzen ari zen haren zomorroari itsasten nintzaion, izpirituaz koketeatzeari, antolatu gabe eta halabeharrez datorrenaren aurrean (horien artean heriotza zegoen) zuen bere beldur burgesari, eta gonbaratzen zuen, irainez eta inbidiaz beterik, sortzen ari zen Harry berria, dantzalekuetako diletante nahiko beldurti eta barregarria, garai bateko Harryren irudi ideal gezurrezkoarekin, non irakasle haren etxeko Goetheren grabatuan hainbesteko mina ematen zioten aztarna fatal denak aurkitu baitzituen.