how small a thing the actual charm of Odette was now in comparison with that formidable terror which extended it like a cloudy halo all around her, that enormous anguish of not knowing at every hour of the day and night what she had been doing, of not possessing her wholly, at all times and in all places!
orain, ordea, zeinen gauza ezdeusa zitzaion Odetteren xarma, berau halo durduzatu baten gisa inguratzen zuèn larritasun ezin lazgarriago honen aldean, une oro Odettek zer egina ote zuen ez jakitearen, hura nonahi eta beti jabetzakotu ezinaren estutasun erraldoiaren aldean!