Binet smiled, his chin lowered, his nostrils distended, and, in a word, seemed lost in one of those complete happinesses that, no doubt, belong only to commonplace occupations, which amuse the mind with facile difficulties, and satisfy by a realisation of that beyond which such minds have not a dream.
Binet irribarrez ari zen, kokotsa apaldurik, sudurregalak zabalik, eta nonbait galdua zirudien dohatsutasun bete-bete horietako batean, zalantzarik gabe lanbide eskasek bakarrik eragiten duten horretan, zailtasun errazez laketzen baitute adimena eta asetzen baitute eginkizun batean zeinaren haindian ez baitago zertan amesturik.