Mademoiselle Saget had kept her fifty francs in her closed fist, and remained deep in thought, brooding over a plan for extracting something more from the heavy pockets in front of her.
Poza sentitzen zuten zama hura gonatik behera tiraka sumatzean, zama hura haiengandik zintzilik sentitzean, esku bero ferekatzaileak bailiran. Saget andereñoak ukabil itxian gordeak zituen bere berrogeita hamar libera.