She did not know what this chance would be, what wind would bring it her, towards what shore it would drive her, if it would be a shallop or a three-decker, laden with anguish or full of bliss to the portholes.
Berak ez zekien zein izango zen adur hura, zer haizek bultzatuko zuen bereganaino, zein itsas-hegitara eramango zuen, txalupa bat ala hiru zubitako untzia ote zen, larriduraz kargatua ala zorionez kainoizuloetaraino betea.