Guillaume, however, ventured to smile good-naturedly.

In that change he detected his own work.

Cure was coming, as he had hoped it would come, by him and in his own home, amid the full sunlight, the life which ever streamed in through yonder window.
Marie, who on her side raised her eyes and looked at Pierre, knew nothing of the sufferings which he had endured through her simple and logical inquiry: "Why not take your cassock off ?" She merely felt that by removing it he would be more at ease for his work.
"Oh, Pierre, just come and look!" she suddenly exclaimed.

"I have been amusing myself with watching all the smoke which the wind is laying yonder over Paris.

One might take it to be a huge fleet of ships shining in the sunlight.