"We may as well begin masses for his soul," he murmured between his teeth, with a smile that might have been a little sceptical.

At the same time he noticed that Clementine, in her agitation, had forgotten the presents he had brought her.

He made a bundle of them, looked at his watch, and concluded that there would be no indiscretion in straining a point to go to Mlle.

Sambucco's.
The much-to-be-respected aunt was an early riser, as they generally are in the rural districts, and had, in fact, already gone out to church, and Clementine was gardening near the house.

She ran to her lover without thinking of throwing down the little rake she held in her hand, and with the sweetest smile in the world, held up her pretty rosy cheeks which were a little moist and flushed by the pleasant warmth of pleasure and exercise.
"Aren't you put out with me ?" said she.