But he determined to retain his seat a little longer, and just as he was growing impatient he suddenly saw Therese come rapidly from the passage.
She wore a light gown, and, for the first time, he noticed that her attire appeared remarkably showy, like a street-walker.

She twisted her body about on the pavement, staring provokingly at the men who came along, and raising her skirt, which she clutched in a bunch in her hand, much higher than any respectable woman would have done, in order to display her lace-up boots and stockings.

As she went up the Rue Mazarine, Laurent followed her.
It was mild weather, and the young woman walked slowly, with her head thrown slightly backward and her hair streaming down her back.

The men who had first of all stared her in the face, turned round to take a back view.

She passed into the Rue de l'Ecole de Medecine.