Yet there was upon that brow covered with cold drops, on those quivering lips, in those wild eyes, in the strain of those arms, something vague and dreary that seemed to Leon to glide between them subtly as if to separate them.
Bazegoen, halere, tanta hotzez estalitako bekoki hartan, ezpain zezelkari haietan, betsein makur haietan, beso haien estuketan, halakoxe azkentasunezko zerbait, lainotsua eta goibela, zeina bien artean zara-zara leratzen ari zela iruditzen baitzitzaion Leoni, elkarrengandik banantzearren bezala. Galderak egiten ez zen ausartzen;