After seeing the girl to the door, she walked to the window and, smiling, looked out on the street to watch her comrade as she trotted away, nimbly raising and dropping her little feet, fresh as a spring flower and light as a butterfly.
Neskari lagun egindakoan, leihora hurbildu eta, barrez, begira geratu zen nola urruntzen zen kaletik bere lagunkidea, oin txikiak zapasaltoka mugituz, udaberriko lorea bezain lerden, tximeleta bezain arin. -Lagunkidea!