de Nucingen. In the midst of their lovers' farewell, a farewell full of hope of bliss to come, she said in a troubled voice, "I am very fearful, superstitious. Give what name you like to my presentiments, but I am afraid that my happiness will be paid for by some horrible catastrophe."
Rastignac goizeko oren batean artean ere Nucingeneko anderearenean zen, zeinak, maitaleen agurra, agur etortzeko diren bozkarioez beterikako hori, hari eskainiz, begitarte malenkonios batekin erran baitzion; -Hain naiz izikorra, hain naiz superstiziosa, emaiezu ene goganbeharrei nahi duzun izena, non ikaran bainago neure zoriona hondamendi izigarriren batekin ordainduko ote dudan.