Often looking at her, it seemed to him that his soul, escaping towards her, spread like a wave about the outline of her head, and descended drawn down into the whiteness of her breast.
Souvent, en la regardant, il lui semblait que son âme, s’échappant vers elle, se répandait comme une onde sur le contour de sa tête, et descendait entraînée dans la blancheur de sa poitrine.