When Švejk entered the chaplain's room in the morning, he found him lying on the sofa and puzzling hard how it could happen that someone had wetted him in such a peculiar way that he had got stuck to the leather couch with his trousers.
Goizean, Xveikek, kapilauaren logelara sartu zenean, sofan etzanda aurkitu zuen kapilaua, pentsamenduotan sakon murgildurik: nola busti zuen norbaitek hain aparteko moduan non prakak sofaren larruari atxikita baitzeuzkan.