His exaltation had but one alloy--the memory of his humiliation in this angel's garden--and that record in sand was fast washing out, under the waves of happiness that were sweeping over it now.
La seva gaubança no tenia sinó una clivella: el record de la seva humiliació en el jardí d'aquell angel; pero aquella sorrenca memoria l'anaren esborrant ones rues de felicitat que li passaven al damunt.