Vasily Ivanovich listened with great attention, blew his nose, twisted his handkerchief in both hands, coughed, ruffled his hair-and, at long last, couldn't stand it: he leaned over to Arkady and kissed him on the shoulder.
Vasili Ivanovitxek adi-adi entzuten zion, entzun, zintz egin, bi eskuekin zapia estutu, eztul egin, ileak laztandu, eta azkenean ezin izan zuen bere burua gehiago menderatu: Arkadirenganantz makurtu, eta musu eman zion besaburuan.