Dewey, caught in the traffic, looked up at the holly garlands that hung above the street-swags of gala greenery trimmed with scarlet paper bells-and was reminded that he had not yet bought a single gift for his wife or his sons.
Deweyk, auto artean harrapaturik, kalean zintzilikaturik zeuden gorosti adaxkei begiratzen zien-paperezko txilin eskarlataz hornitutako festarako zintzilikario berdeei-eta bat-batean gogoratu zen ez zuela opari bat bakarra ere erosi bere emazte edo semeentzat.