The heat, more and more intense, was suffocating her.

They kept the door shut, because Lorilleux caught cold from the least draught.

Then as they still did not speak of the marriage, she wanted to go away and gently pulled Coupeau's jacket.

He understood.

Besides, he also was beginning to feel ill at ease and vexed at their affectation of silence.
"Well, we're off," said he.