mfe
Lalimier so fanal ti pe balote agos-adrwat ler Misie Jonns ti pe trenn so lipie atraver lakour; ler li ti rant dan grannkaz, li ti avoy so bogi dan ler, vers enn lot gran ver labier, al dan so lasam kot Madam Jonns ti pe ronfle.
eng
With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots at the back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel in the scullery, and made his way up to bed, where Mrs. Jones was already snoring.