I rested a moment in a tavern in an outlying part of the town and drank some brandy and water; then to the streets once more, with the devil at my heels, up and down the steep and winding streets of the Old Town, along the avenues, across the station square.
Une batez taberna mixerable batean atseden hartu nuen, ardoa eta koñaka edan, berriro abiatu, deabruak xaxaturik, hiri zaharreko karrika bihurri malkarretan gora eta behera, ibilbideetan zehar, tren geltokiko plazaraino.