So I said to myself, as I lay awake at night though if I had reflected as calmly as I professed to I should have seen in this new and turbulent life of Marguerite the attempt to silence a constant thought, a ceaseless memory.
Hona, lorik gabeko gauetan zer burutazio nuen. Hotz-hotzean pentsatu izan banu ordea, bizimodu zaratatsu hartan Margaritak etengabeko pentsamendu bat, atertzen ez zen oroitzapen bat, ito nahi zuela ikusiko nuen.