The raw morning air whetted his resolute piety; and often as he knelt among the few worshippers at the side-altar, following with his interleaved prayer-book the murmur of the priest, he glanced up for an instant towards the vested figure standing in the gloom between the two candles, which were the old and the new testaments, and imagined that he was kneeling at mass in the catacombs.
Goizeko aire gordinak zorrozten zion jaiera adoretsua, eta sarri askotan, aldameneko aldareko eliztar bakanen artean belauniko apaizaren murmurioa otoitz-liburu orriartetutik jarraitzen zuelarik, altxatzen zituen une batez begiak bi kandelen, itun zaharra eta berria adierazten zutenen artean zegoen figura beztituarengana, eta imajinatzen zuen katakonbetan zegoela mezatan.