As for her, she had never seen me with Gilberte, she did not know my name, but I was for her-like one of the keepers in the Bois, like the boatman, or the ducks on the lake, to which she threw scraps of bread-one of the minor personages, familiar, nameless, as devoid of individual character as a stage-hand in a theatre, of her daily walks abroad.
Berak ez ninduen inoiz Gilberterekin ikusia, ez zekien nire izenik, baina ni berarentzat nintzen-Basoko edozein zaindari, edo edozein batelari, edo ogia jaurtitzen zièn aintzirako edozein ahate bezala-bere Baso-ibilaldietako pertsonaia bigarrendar horietako bat, ezagunxea, hurbila, anonimoa, norbanako ezaugarriez hain peitua nola zatekeen edozein "antzerkiko figurante".