Perotti was silent not because, as I had thought at one point, he disapproved of Micol receiving me in her bedroom, but because the chance he had of working the lift-a fairly rare chance, perhaps-filled him with a satisfaction as intense as it was intimate and secret.
Perotti ez zegoen isilik gaizki iruditzen zitzaiolako Micòlek bere logelan hartzea nire bisita, burutik pasatu zitzaidan bezala, baizik eta aukera zuelako igogailua funtzionarazteko (aukera horiek urriak izanik); izan ere, horrek satisfazio bizi-bizia ematen zion, barru-barrukoa zelako, isilpekoa.