The old man read so much truth and so much grief in the face of the young man that he made him a sign to listen, and repeated in a low voice: "It was scarcely nine o’clock when I heard a noise in the street, and was wondering what it could be, when on coming to my door, I found that somebody was endeavoring to open it.
Kilenc óra lehetett, amikor valami zajt hallottam az utcán; kíváncsi voltam, mi az, az ajtóhoz mentem; és észrevettem, hogy jön valaki.