Dorian said nothing, but rose from the table, and passing into the next room, sat down to the piano and let his fingers stray across the white and black ivory of the keys.
Dorianek ez zion ezer ere esan, baina mahaitik altxatu, eta hurreneko gelara sartuz, pianora eseri zen, eta tekletako marfilen zuri-beltzen artean utzi zien bere behatzei erratzen.