There was nothing more domestic, more French, Tom thought, than Mme Annette's sturdy little figure bent over her iron on a Sunday afternoon.
Ez zegoen gauza etxetiarragorik, frantsesagorik, pentsatzen zuen Tomek, madame Annetteren figura txiki, sendo hura baino, bere plantxaren aurrean makurtuta igande arratsaldean.