Podívám se do parku,... a tam je Harry, úplně sám,... úplně rudý a bez dechu,... jak běhá sem a tam... a vleče za sebou toho obrovského draka.
I look out in the park. There's Harry all alone in the park, all red in the face and out of breath, and he's just pounding up and down... with this huge kite dragging on the ground behind him.