"Ought I to have fired my pistol at the footman who was leading the thin horse?" His reason said to him: "Yes," but his heart could not accustom itself to the bleeding image of the handsome young man, falling from his horse, all disfigured.
"Pistolaz tiro egin behar al nion zaldi argala bridatik heldua zuen gelazainari?". Arrazoiak baietz esaten zion; bihotzak, ordea, ezin zuen eraman gazte eder haren irudi odoltsua, itxuragabeturik zalditik erortzen.