Rustling petticoats, one or two still short, sensual laughter, heaving bosoms, passionate, panting breaths, and far down near the Grand Hotel, a voice calling "Emma!" The whole street was a swamp, from which hot vapours exuded.
Nesken gona kirrikariak, algaratxo sentsual bat edo beste, bular kulunkariak, arnas bortitzak, entzungarriak; Grand Hotelaren parean ahots batek oihukatzen du: "Emma!" Kale osoa lurrun beroak zerizkion zingira bat zen.