But my grandmother and my aunt, they went to a small village south of Brussels where they'd been on holiday in the decade before, and they presented themselves at the house of the local farmer, a Catholic farmer called Monsieur Maurice, and they asked him to take them in.
Ale moje babička a teta šly do malé vesničky jižně od Bruselu, kde byly kdysi na prázdninách. Přišly do domu místního farmáře, katolíka, zvaného Monsieur Maurice, a požádaly ho, aby je vzal k sobě.