She herself would refuse to explain her motive. By the time she reached her thirtieth year, her delicate physique and fine skin, which the water of the tanks seemed to keep continually fresh and soft, her small, faintly-marked face and lissome limbs would probably become heavy, coarse, and flabby, till she would look like some faded saint that had stepped from a stained-glass window into the degrading sphere of the markets.
Hogeita hamartsu urterekin, haren berezko fintasuna, haren larruazal leuna, haztegietako urak beti ere freskatzen ziona, haren aurpegitxoaren lerro zehazgabeak, haren hanka-beso arinak, loditzen eta itxura galtzen hasiko ziren, beirateko santu alfertu baten moduan, merkatuaren arrunkeriaz kutsaturik.