I wended my way instinctively up town, killed a good deal of time between the marketplace and the Graendsen, read the Aftenpost, which was newly posted up on the board outside the office, took a turn down Carl Johann, wheeled round and went straight on to Our Saviour's Cemetery, where I found a quiet seat on the slope near the Mortuary Chapel.
Senak gidaturik hiri erdira itzuli nintzen, denbora pasan ibili nintzen Azokaren Enparantza eta Gransen kalearen artean, tauletan ezarri berria zegoen "Aftensposten"a irakurri nuen, itzuli bat egin Karl Johan aldetik, han bira egin eta Gure Salbatzailearen Hilerrira joan nintzen, eta han, kaperaren ondoan, txoko lasai bat aurkitu nuen.