He sat down and leaned against a heap of cabbages beside Madame Francois's stock. He was all right there, he told himself, and would not go further afield, but wait.
Aza pila baten kontra eseri zen, François andrearen merkantzien ondoan. Hantxe ondo zegoela zioen bere artean, mugitu beharrik ez zuela, zain egongo zela.