Here I was going about starving, so that my entrails wriggle together in me like worms, and it was, as far as I knew, not decreed in the book of fate that anything in the shape of food would turn up later on in the day.
Hemen nengoen ni goseak amorratzen, hesteak zizareak bailiren bihurritzeko moduan, eta ez zegoen inon idatzita eguna amaitu orduko ahora eramateko ezer lortuko nuenik.