Aschenbach watched him with frowning disapproval, and once more a sense of numbness came over him, a feeling that the world was somehow, slightly yet uncontrollably, sliding into some kind of bizarre and grotesque derangement.
Aschenbachek kopetilun begiratzen zion, eta berriz ere larritasun-sentsazio baten menpean erori zen, munduak desitxuratze-joera arin, baina geldiezin bat balu bezala, ezhoia eta groteskoa denera jotzekoa: