In the same way she knew that he was good, from seeing how lightly he walked over the herbs and the grass.

Around them was a radiance of virtues and graces from the first hour of their meeting.
Each interview had its special charm.

It seemed to them as if their felicity in seeing each other could never be exhausted.
Nevertheless, Felicien soon showed certain signs of impatience, and he no longer remained for hours concealed behind a bush in the immobility of an absolute happiness.

As soon as Angelique appeared at her window, he was restless, and tried to approach her as he glided from willow to willow.

At length she was a little disturbed, fearing that someone might see him.