I no longer listened to him, convinced as I was from the first that he had guessed right and that in front of me, far from Meaulnes, far from all hope, there had just opened out, as clear and easy as a familiar road, a path to the manor without a name.
Je ne l’écoutais plus, persuadé dès le début qu’il avait deviné juste et que devant moi, loin de Meaulnes, loin de tout espoir, venait de s’ouvrir, net et facile comme une route familière, le chemin du Domaine sans nom.