He leaned across the desk and flicked me across the face back-handed, casually and contemptuously, not meaning to hurt me, and the small smile stayed on his face.
Mahairantz makurtu zen, eskugainez masailetan zaflatu ninduen, bestela bezala eta mespretxuz, min egiteko asmorik gabe, eta irriño hura aurpegian zuela.