So, promptly at four every afternoon-above all, perhaps, to prevent the two fifteen-year-olds in our heterogeneous group regretting the much more intensive time, sportively speaking, they might be spending under marchese Barbicinti's wing-Perotti invariably turned up, his bull-like neck stiff and red with the effort of carrying a large silver tray in his gloved hands.
Horrela, arratsalderoko lauetan-batez ere, beharbada, gure lagunarte heterogeneoko bi gaztetxoek arrazoirik eduki ez zezaten Barbicinti markes jaunaren hegalen azpian igaro ahal izango zituzketen ordu kirol aldetik trinkoagoak faltan botatzeko-, Perotti etortzen zen huts egin gabe, bere zezen-lepoa atezuan eta gorri zuela, esku guantedunetan zilarrezko bandexa handi bati eusten egiten zuen esfortzuagatik.