The candle, whose ray had been my beacon, burnt on the table; and by its light an elderly woman, somewhat rough-looking, but scrupulously clean, like all about her, was knitting a stocking.
Il lume, il cui chiarore mi aveva servito di guida, era posato sulla tavola, e accanto a quello stava seduta una vecchia linda, col viso un po' duro, che faceva la calza.