There he was very well off, spoiled and caressed until the day when a treacherous rival, the sheriff of the commune, lay in wait for him one morning as he came out of the tavern and would fain have rubbed him down with an oaken towel.
Guztizko zorionean zen, ondo mimatua eta laztandua, harik eta Kontzejuko zinegotzi jelostu etoi batek toilarenak emon gura izan zizkion arte tabernatik irten zen goiz batean, zelatan jarrita.