However long I lingered outside I should find myself all too soon in my top-floor room, my makeshift home, which I could neither love nor do without; for the time had gone by when I could spend a wet winter's night in the open.
Bidea oso astiro egiten banuen ere, berehala egongo nintzen berriro nire buhardilan eserita, maite ez nuen baina behar nuen barrunbe itxurako hartan;