She bathed Madame Ratignolle's face with cologne, while Robert plied the fan with unnecessary vigor. You know I wanted--"Clatter, clatter, clatter! His search has always hitherto been fruitless, and he has sunk back, disheartened, into the sea. Edna took him in her arms, and seating herself in the rocker, began to coddle and caress him, calling him all manner of tender names, soothing him to sleep.
Now, flanked by its dozen or more cottages, which were always filled with exclusive visitors from the "Quartier Francais," it enabled Madame Lebrun to maintain the easy and comfortable existence which appeared to be her birthright.
It was understood that he had often spoken words of love to Madame Ratignolle, without any thought of being taken seriously. Pontellier reached over for a palm-leaf fan that lay on the porch and began to fan herself, while Robert sent between his lips light puffs from his.
She stood watching the fair woman walk down the long line of galleries with the grace and majesty which queens are sometimes supposed to possess. She arose, and bowing her stiff, lofty bow, she went away, stopping for neither, thanks nor applause.
It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day.