And as he looked at them all, the markets which he had left behind him that morning seemed to him like a vast mortuary, an abode of death, where only corpses could be found, a charnel-house reeking with foul smells and putrefaction.
Orduan, merkatu nagusia kanposantu zabala iruditu zitzaion, izakien gorpuak baizik gordetzen ez zituen heriotza lekua, kiratsezko eta deskonposiziozko hilerria.