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| Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnam Villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess, the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving radical changes, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire.
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| Outside, the night was cold and wet, but in the small living room of the Laburnam House, the window covers were closed and the fire was bright. A father and son were playing chess, and the father, who
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| rowspan="2" | Senyor White loga, "Am ore vento," dur na oko tesu krisispul malxey denwatu hu to sen godomo dyer ji lutufpul vole na bloki ki tesu manbete oko to.
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