Fortunately, my oldest daughter was with me, so she heard my muttering as I walked around the pile of books, sniffed, leafed, said ah, ah, it's beautiful, as it's perfect and other such things.
Tíbetur var elsta dóttirin við, so hon hoyrdi mítt mutl, meðan eg gekk rundan um bunkan av bókum, nart við, luktaði, blaðaði, segði áh, áh, hon er flott, sum hon er fullkomin og annað slíkt av sama slag.