And yet, when I thought of what her life must be like, its immorality disturbed me more, perhaps, than if it had stood before me in some concrete and recognisable form, by its secrecy and invisibility, like the plot of a novel, the hidden truth of a scandal which had driven out of the home of her middle-class parents and dedicated to the service of all mankind which had brought to the flowering-point of her beauty, had raised to fame or notoriety this woman, the play of whose features, the intonations of whose voice, like so many others I already knew, made me regard her, in spite of myself, as a young lady of good family, her who was no longer of a family at all.
Eta, halere, haren bizimodua irudikatuz, beronen moraltasunik ezak gehiago hunkitzen ninduen era agerian zehazturik nire begien aurrean aurkeztua izan balitzait baino-ikusezina zelako hain zuzen ere, nobelaren bateko sekreturen baten gisa, eskandaluren batek aterarazia bide zuelako bere guraso burgesen etxetik eta mundu guztiaren eskumenera jarri, edertasunean loratu eta mundu ertainaren ospe-mailaraino igoarazi, neska hura, zeinaren fisonomia-jolasek, ahots-intonazioek, ezagutzen nituèn beste hainbaten parekoak guztiak ere, hura familia oneko alaba gazte bat besterik ez zela pentsarazten baitzidaten, jadanik inongo familiatakoa ez izan arren.