Perhaps because he did not regard General de Froberville and the Marquis de Bréaute, who were talking together just inside the door, as anything more than two figures in a picture, whereas they were the old and useful friends who had put him up for the Jockey Club and had supported him in duels, the General's monocle, stuck like a shell-splinter in his common, scarred, victorious, overbearing face, in the middle of a forehead which it left half-blinded, like the single-eyed flashing front of the Cyclops, appeared to Swann as a monstrous wound which it might have been glorious to receive but which it was certainly not decent to expose, while that which M.
Beharbada, Frobervilleko jenerala eta Bréauté-ko markesa, sarreran elkarrekin berriketan ari zirenak, Swannek une hartan koadro bateko pertsonaia gisa zekuskielako-eta ez, ordura arte ikusiak zituèn bezala, hots, lagun onuragarri gisa, izan ere garai batean haiek aurkeztua baitzuten Swann Jockey Clubean eta zenbait duelutan lekuko gisa lagundua ere bai-, beharbada horrexegatik baina, edozein modutara ere, kontua da Swanni jeneralaren monokuloa-betazaletan obus-ezpal baten gisa haren begitarte arrunt orbainez josi bezain harropuztuan atxikia, ziklopearen begi bakar bekokiaren erdian landatua bailitzan-zauri higuingarri bat iruditzen zitzaiola, hura izateaz jenerala agian harro egon zitekeena, baina hura erakusteari edonork lizun iritzi beharko liokeena; M.