Augustine could trust her; but the sense of walking in the dark betrayed itself in the physiognomy of this spare, sober, sallow, middle-aged person, who had nothing in common with Gertrude Wentworth's conception of a soubrette, by the most ironical scowl that had ever rested upon the unpretending tokens of the peace and plenty of the Wentworths.
Fio zen Augustine baronesaz, baina ilunpetan zebilela salatzen zuen adin ertaineko emakume argal, zurbil, neurtu haren-Gertrude Wentworthek soubretteaz zuen ideiarekin batere zerikusirik ez zuen haren-aurpegiak, Wentworthtarren bake eta ugaritasun zantzu ager-nahirik gabekoaren gainean inoiz pausatu zen betarte ironikoena erakusten zuenean.