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L’Assommoir

CHAPTER I
12/81

"You are not going to begin any of your nonsense, I hope!" He had pushed her aside.

Then, with a gesture of ill-humor he threw his black felt hat to the chest of drawers.

He was a young fellow of twenty-six years of age, short and very dark, with a handsome figure, and slight moustaches which his hand was always mechanically twirling.
He wore a workman's overalls and an old soiled overcoat, which he had belted tightly at the waist, and he spoke with a strong Provencal accent.
Gervaise, who had fallen back on her chair, gently complained, in short sentences: "I've not had a wink of sleep.

I feared some harm had happened to you.

Where have you been?
Where did you spend the night?
For heaven's sake! Don't do it again, or I shall go crazy.


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