Camille gently stretched himself between them, whilst Laurent deplored his want of power to thrust him away, and Therese trembled lest the corpse should have the idea of taking advantage of the victory to press her, in his turn, in his arms, in the quality of legitimate master.
Camille s'étendit doucement entre eux, tandis que Laurent pleurait son impuissance et que Thérèse tremblait qu'il ne prît au cadavre la fantaisie de profiter de sa victoire pour la serrer à son tour entre ses bras pourris, en maître légitime.