De ma chambre, je ne pouvais apercevoir que sa base qui avait été recouverte d’ardoises; mais quand, le dimanche, je les voyais, par une chaude matinée d’été, flamboyer comme un soleil noir, je me disais: «Mon-Dieu! neuf heures! il faut se préparer pour aller à la grand’messe si je veux avoir le temps d’aller embrasser tante Léonie avant», et je savais exactement la couleur qu’avait le soleil sur la place, la chaleur et la poussière du marché, l’ombre que faisait le store du magasin où maman entrerait peut-être avant la messe dans une odeur de toile écrue, faire emplette de quelque mouchoir que lui ferait montrer, en cambrant la taille, le patron qui, tout en se préparant à fermer, venait d’aller dans l’arrière-boutique passer sa veste du dimanche et se savonner les mains qu’il avait l’habitude, toutes les cinq minutes, même dans les circonstances les plus mélancoliques, de frotter l’une contre l’autre d’un air d’entreprise, de partie fine et de réussite. →
From my bedroom window I could discern no more than its base, which had been freshly covered with slates; but when on Sundays I saw these, in the hot light of a summer morning, blaze like a black sun I would say to myself: "Good heavens! nine o'clock! I must get ready for mass at once if I am to have time to go in and kiss aunt Léonie first," and I would know exactly what was the colour of the sunlight upon the Square, I could feel the heat and dust of the market, the shade behind the blinds of the shop into which Mamma would perhaps go on her way to mass, penetrating its odour of unbleached calico, to purchase a handkerchief or something, of which the draper himself would let her see what he had, bowing from the waist: who, having made everything ready for shutting up, had just gone into the back shop to put on his Sunday coat and to wash his hands, which it was his habit, every few minutes and even on the saddest occasions, to rub one against the other with an air of enterprise, cunning, and success.