She looked up to you and respected you more-She naturally would, I mean, she'd've been silly if she hadn't, because there's no comparison, of course, but I-I suppose I was jealous and resented-well, not exactly resented it, because I looked up to you too-but I wanted to do something to impress her again-show off, I guess you'd call it-and when I got that letter I pretended I'd been seeing my father and he'd told me who committed those murders, so she'd think I knew things even you didn't."
Hori normala da, alegia, tuntuna litzateke bestela, ez baitago alderik, jakina, baina nik, zera, uste dut jeloskor eta minduta nengoela, hau da, ez minduta juxtu-juxtu, nik ere miresten zaitut eta, baina zerbait egin nahi nuen Dorothy berriro inpresionatzeko, ez dakit nola esan, harrokeriaren bat, zuek diozuen bezala.