Still, I was miffed at their little joke and felt the need of saying something striking, of impressing them sort of, so I started talking off the cuff, about the campaign of 1816,* the one that had brought the Cossacks to the exact spot where we were then, to the Barrier, on the heels of the great Napoleon.
Eta haien komentario horretaz pixka bat minduta, interesgarria izateko gogoa jarri zitzaidan, haiek harritzeko alegia. Hantxe hasi nintzen hitzetik hortzera 1816ko gerrateaz hitzegiten, nor eta kosakoak ailegatu baitziren ordukoan gu ginen leku harxetaraino, Barriereraino, Napoleon haundiaren orpotik.