wringing her hands in her lap, her womb condemned by God to suffer the divine pangs of motherhood, while the train raced on as in an inescapable nightmare, the rhythmic thrust of the pistons pounding in the delirious ears of poor, ruined Mariannina...
kokku surutud käed muljumas rüppe, jumalikku rüppe, kandmas seda püha karistust, olla õnnistatud emaks saamise vaevadest. Sellal, kui rong luupainajana kisendas oma rataste halastamatus mürinas vaese Mariannina Terranova kõrvu: