Unwillkürlich schloß sie die Augenlider, um den Geruch stärker zu spüren. Aber als sie sich in ihren Stuhl zurücklehnte, fiel ihr Blick gerade auf die alte Postkutsche, fern am Horizonte, die langsam die Höhe von Leux herabfuhr und eine lange Staubwolke nach sich zog.
But in making this movement, as she leant back in her chair, she saw in the distance, right on the line of the horizon, the old diligence, the "Hirondelle," that was slowly descending the hill of Leux, dragging after it a long trail of dust. It was in this yellow carriage that Leon had so often come back to her, and by this route down there that he had gone for ever.