It seemed to him that the girl he loved was a creation of his desire, his thoughts, and his faith and that the real girl now standing in front of him was hopelessly other, hopelessly alien, hopelessly polymorphous.
Iruditzen zitzaion neska hura, berak maite zuen moduan, bere desiraren, bere abstrakzioaren, bere fidantzaren produktu soila zela, eta benetako neska aurrean zeukala orain, eta etsipengarriro bestelakoa zen, etsipengarriro arrotza, etsipengarriro anbiguoa.