Behind them came Laurent, who had the sun streaming fiercely on the back of his neck, without appearing to notice it. He whistled and kicked the stones before him as he strolled along. Now and again there was a fierce glint in his eyes as he watched Therese's swinging hips.
Derrière eux venait Laurent, dont les rayons du soleil mordaient le cou, sans qu'il parût rien sentir; il sifflait, il poussait du pied les cailloux, et, par moments, il regardait avec des yeux fauves les balancements de hanches de sa maîtresse.