He raised his eyes and gazed at the sky. The clouds were galloping by, whipped on by the strong wind which was blowing up there; but they were growing white, and ravelling out thinly with the misty transparency of troubled water over the moon's face. They succeeded each other so rapidly that the moon, veiled at moments, constantly reappeared in limpid clearness.
Il leva les yeux, regarda le ciel, ou passait le galop des nuages, sous les coups de fouet du grand vent qui soufflait la-haut; mais ils blanchissaient, ils s'effiloquaient, plus minces, d'une transparence brouillée d'eau trouble sur la face de la lune; et ils se succédaient si rapides que l'astre, voilé par moments, reparaissait sans cesse dans sa limpidité.