The crowd of dancers, among whom he could count so many near to him in blood if not in heart, began to seem unreal, made up of that material from which are woven lapsed memories, more elusive even than the stuff of disturbing dreams.
Hango dantzari mordoa-haien artean bere haragitik (ez ordea bihotzetik) hurbileko pertsona asko kontatzen zituen-irreala iruditu zitzaion azkenerako, oroitzapen galduezinak ehunduta dauden gai berberaz osatua, alegia ametsetan asaldatzen gaituena baino are gai hauskorrago batez.