Then, when he furiously repeated his question, she made up her mind, and said: "I suppose you can see for yourself.

I'm going to wash all this.

The children can't live in filth." He let her pick up two or three handkerchiefs.

And, after a fresh pause, he resumed: "Have you got any money ?" At these words she stood up and looked him full in the face, without leaving go of the children's dirty clothes, which she held in her hand.
"Money! And where do you think I can have stolen any?
You know well enough that I got three francs the day before yesterday on my black skirt.

We've lunched twice off it, and money goes quick at the pork-butcher's.