There in the sitting room Nadyezhda Vasilevna was wandering about completely mad, with a drawn saber in her hand, looking at herself in the mirror.
Nadiezhda Vasilievna zegoen han, salan, burutik eginda erabat. Hara-hona zebilen salan zehar, eskuan sable biluzi bat zeukala, ispiluan bere buruari so.