That evening I had translated an episode of Judith, and had just communicated my verses to the lady, who gave me all sorts of compliments, and leaning on my shoulder, was reading them a second time with me.
De houding, die, ik beken het, wel wat los was, kwetste dien officier; hij zeide niets, maar toen ik heenging, volgde hij mij en sprak mij aan: