Thereafter, incidentally remarking that she had just dropped a tear to the memory of her dear mother, who had departed this life twenty-five years ago, the (presumably) lady writer invited Chichikov to come forth into the wilds, and to leave for ever the city where, penned in noisome haunts, folk could not even draw their breath.
ez da hala, prokuradore jauna? Baina prokuradoreak eta Txitxikovek eta gobernadoreak berak ere ez zekiten zer erantzun, hain zeuden nahasirik.