Never had he reflected so much; he asked himself the why of his disgust on the morrow of that furious course among the pits; and he did not dare to reply to himself, his recollections were repulsive to him, the ignoble desires, the coarse instincts, the odour of all that wretchedness shaken out to the wind.
Jamais il n'avait tant réfléchi, il se demandait pourquoi son dégout, le lendemain de la furieuse course au travers des fosses; et il n'osait se répondre, des souvenirs le répugnaient, la bassesse des convoitises, la grossiereté des instincts, l'odeur de toute cette misere secouée au vent.