Δω κι' οχτώ μέρες είμαι άρρωστη σ' αυτήν εδώ την πόλη· μαθαίνω, πως είστε και σεις εδώ· θα πετούσα στην αγκαλιά σας, αν μπορούσα να κινηθώ.
I have heard of your arrival, and should fly to your arms were I able to stir. I was informed of your being on the way hither at Bordeaux, where I left the faithful Cacambo, and the old woman, who will soon follow me.