But, once in a while, illuminating a chink of that existence which Swann still saw as a complete blank, even if his mind assured him that it was not so, because he was unable to imagine anything that might occupy it, some friend who knew them both, and suspecting that they were in love, had not dared to tell him anything about her that was of the least importance, would describe Odette's figure, as he had seen her, that very morning, going on foot up the Rue Abbattucci, in a cape trimmed with skunks, wearing a Rembrandt hat, and a bunch of violets in her bosom.
Baina, zenbaitetan, Swannek erabat hutsik zekusàn bizitza haren bazterren batetik-izpirituak hutsik ezin egon zitekeela esan arren, berak ezin imajina baitzezakeen-, lagunen batek, Odette eta bera elkarren maitale zirela jakinik axaleko huskeria bat edo beste besterik ezin esan-eta, haren silueta deskribatzen zion halako batean, gaingiroki, esanez ezen ikusia zuela, goiz hartan bertan, Abbatucci kalean gora oinez, skunk-ez hornituriko "bisita" soinean, "à la Rembrandt" kapelua kaskoan eta bioleta-buketa paparrean.