This amused him and gradually soothed him.

Gervaise was becoming relaxed and cheerful.

When they finally left the vacant lot they walked side by side and talked of how much Etienne liked being at Lille.

Her basket was full of yellow dandelions.
Gervaise, at heart, did not feel as courageous when with Lantier as she said.

She was, indeed, perfectly resolved not to hear his flattery, even with the slightest interest; but she was afraid, if ever he should touch her, of her old cowardice, of that feebleness and gloominess into which she allowed herself to glide, just to please people.