When the gay procession of the sefarim passed by the seats (wrapped in their rich mantles of embroidered silk, silver crowns askew and small bells tinkling, the sacred scrolls of the Torah seemed like a series of royal infants shown to the populace to bolster some tottering monarchy), the Herreras were all agog to leap out of their seats and kiss whatever scarlet bits of mantle they could get hold of, with practically indecent greed.
Eserlekuen ondotik sefarim-ak (zeta brodatuzko oihal aberatsetan bilduta, haien zilarrezko koroa makurtuekin eta txintxarri dilindariekin, Tora-ren erroilu sakratuek monarkia koloka baten euskarri gisa erakutsitako errege-etxeko ugatz-haur segida bat ziruditen...) prozesio alaian igarotzen zirenean, doktorea eta Herrera ingeniaria oldarrean luzatzen ziren beren eserlekutik kanpora, ahalik eta oihal-ertz gehieni musu emateko halako suhartasun eta ezinase ia lizun batez.