Fortunately, Mrs.Weldon did not explain to herself what she had under her eyes.

She had desired to take her child again, and little Jack, asleep, absorbed all her care.

Nan walked near her, and neither of them asked the young novice the terrible questions he dreaded.
Old Tom went along with his eyes down.

He understood only too well why this opening was strewn with human bones.
His companions looked to the right, to the left, with an air of surprise, as if they were crossing an interminable cemetery, the tombs of which had been overthrown by a cataclysm; but they passed in silence.
Meanwhile, the bed of the rivulet became deeper and wider at the same time.

Its current was less impetuous.