Fausta came to the window and had no difficulty in distinguishing a young man of extremely polite manners, who, stopping his horse in the middle of the street, bowed to her first of all, then began to direct at her a gaze that could have but one meaning.
Leihora irten, eta berehala antzeman zion Faustak mutil gazte txit hezibide oneko bati, zaldiz, kalearen erdian; aurrenik, neska agurtu, eta, gero, inolako nahasterik sortzen ez zuten begiradak botatzen hasi zitzaion mutila.