Her husband might wake up and all his prudent calculations would be ruined by this obstacle of a man.

So he lay, flat on the ground, hidden by his lover's skirts, trembling with exasperation as he pressed kiss after kiss upon the shoe and white stocking.

Therese made no movement.

Laurent thought she was asleep.
He rose to his feet and stood with his back to a tree.

Then he perceived that the young woman was gazing into space with her great, sparkling eyes wide open.