It was only when he had come quite close to the crescent of the seven and flung up his face to look at them, that Syme saw, with thunder-struck clearness, that the face was the broad, almost ape-like face of his old friend Gregory, with its rank red hair and its insulting smile.
Zazpiek osatzen zuten ilgoratik guztiz hurbil ordurako, han zeudenei so egiteko aurpegia jaso zuen arte ez zen ohartu Syme, tximista-halako argitasunez, bere lagun zahar Gregory-ren aurpegi zabal, ia tximukara zela hura, bere iletza gorri gainezkatu harekin eta bere irribarre iraingarri harekin. -Gregory!