"There are so many vehicles in the streets of Paris! Promise me not to get in a crowd." At last she allowed them to set out, but she followed them a considerable distance with her eyes, before returning to the shop.

Her lower limbs were becoming unwieldy which prohibited her taking long walks.
On other occasions, but more rarely, the married couple went out of Paris, as far as Saint-Ouen or Asnieres, where they treated themselves to a dish of fried fish in one of the restaurants beside the river.
These were regarded as days of great revelry which were spoken of a month beforehand.

Therese engaged more willingly, almost with joy, in these excursions which kept her in the open air until ten or eleven o'clock at night.

Saint-Ouen, with its green isles, reminded her of Vernon, and rekindled all the wild love she had felt for the Seine when a little girl.
She seated herself on the gravel, dipped her hands in the water, feeling full of life in the burning heat of the sun, attenuated by the fresh puffs of breeze in the shade.

While she tore and soiled her frock on the stones and clammy ground, Camille neatly spread out his pocket-handkerchief and sank down beside her with endless precautions.
Latterly the young couple almost invariably took Laurent with them.