And nothing could arrest his slow progress. If the lantern were moved I could still distinguish Golo's horse advancing across the window-curtains, swelling out with their curves and diving into their folds.
Eta ezerk ezin gerarazi haren zamalkada geldoa. Linterna mugitzen bazen, antzematen nion oraindik Goloren zaldiari, leihoko errezeletan aurrera, hango tolesturetan puztuz, hango artesietan hondoratuz.