So one Thursday Emma was surprised to meet Monsieur Homais in the kitchen of the "Lion d'Or," wearing a traveller's costume, that is to say, wrapped in an old cloak which no one knew he had, while he carried a valise in one hand and the foot-warmer of his establishment in the other. He had confided his intentions to no one, for fear of causing the public anxiety by his absence.
Hartan, ostegun batez, Emma harritu egin zen M. Homais aurkitzean, Lion d'Or-eko sukaldean, bidaiari jantziz, alegia ezagutzen ez zitzaion beroki zahar batez estalirik, esku batean maleta bat zuela eta bestean bere dendako zango-zorroa. Bere asmoa ez zion inori aipatu, bere ausentziarengatik bezeroak kezkarazteko beldurrez.