On rainy days they walked gravely beneath the shelter of a ragged old umbrella, with which Mother Chantemesse had protected her stock-in-trade for twenty years, and sticking it up in a corner of the market they called it their house.
Euriteetan, serio-serio paseatzen ziren, zirtzila zerion guardasol ikaragarri handi baten azpian; azoka bazter batera joan eta han paratzen zuten, "beren etxea" deitzen zioten.