Stolica kraj vatre

Pansion je stajao iznad luke. Vrata su bila na zaklonjenoj strani. Kuću je vodila ovca. Polly je stajala u hodniku, mokra od kiše. „Imate li slobodnih soba?”

The guesthouse stood above the harbour. Its door was on the sheltered side. A sheep kept the house. Polly stood in the hall, wet from the rain. "Do you have any available rooms?"

Soba je bilo. Polly je rekla: „Htjela bih mirnu sobu, molim vas.” Ovca je malo pričekala. Vjetar ovdje nađe svaku sobu.

There were rooms. Polly said, "I would like a quiet room, please." The sheep waited a moment. The wind finds every room here.

„Možete li mi, molim vas, pomoći s prtljagom?” Ovca je odnijela torbu gore. Stavila ju je kraj stolice. Okvir je bio od naplavljenog drva, jer ovdje ne raste nijedno stablo. Naslon je bio od slame.

"Could you assist me with my luggage, please?" The sheep carried the bag up. She put it by a chair. Its frame was driftwood, because no tree grows here. Its back was straw.

„U koliko sati je odjava?” pitala je Polly. Ovdje sve odlučuje brod. Zatim je sjela u stolicu. Slama je zaustavila hladan zrak.

"What time is check-out?" Polly asked. The boat decides everything here. Then she sat in the chair. The straw stopped the cold air.