He thought of the number of girls and women she had seen marry, how many homes with children in them she had seen grow up around her, how she had contentedly pursued her own lone quiet path-for him-and how he had sometimes seen a shade of melancholy on her blessed face, that smote him with remorse and despair.
Gogoan izan zuen zenbat neska eta emakume ikusi zituen Rachaelek ezkontzen, zenbat etxe-barruan haurrak zituztenak-hazten bere inguruan, nola bake-bakean ekin zion bere bide bakarti eta lasaiari-Stephenengatik-eta nola igartzen zitzaion batzuetan bere aurpegi arraitsuan malenkonia ilunxka bat, Stephen bihotz-zimikoz eta etsipenaz zigortzen zuena.