The other day, as I was opening my manuscript, and settling my spectacles upon my nose, one of those flashy gentlemen, catching at the pause I made between the first and second word, told me, I'll hold a hundred pistoles to the contrary.
Lehengo batean, nire eskuizkribua irekitzera eta nire betaurrekoak sudur gainean ipintzera nindoala, fanfarroi hauetariko batek lehen hitzetik bigarrenerako tartea juxtu harturik honakoa esan zidan: