He seemed to expect the visit, for his door stood ajar. The portly Sylvie presently came up to tell her mistress that a girl too pretty to be honest, "dressed like a goddess," and not a speck of mud on her laced cashmere boots, had glided in from the street like a snake, had found the kitchen, and asked for M. Goriot's room.
Sylvie lodia berehala etorri zen bere etxekandereari erratera ezen neska bat, zintzoa izateko politegia zena, jainkosa baten antzera jantzia, oinetan prunellazko brodequin lohitugabeak zituela, aingira bat irudi sartu zela karrikatik sukalderaino, eta Goriot jaunaren apartamentuaz galdetu ziola.