Whenever Gervaise, carried away by her indignation, talked of unfastening her, she implored her not to disturb the rope, because her father became furious if he did not find the knots tied the same way he had left them.

Really, it wasn't so bad, it gave her a rest.

She smiled as she said this though her legs were swollen and bruised.

What upset her the most was that she couldn't do her work while tied to the bed.

She could watch the children though, and even did some knitting, so as not to entirely waste the time.
The locksmith had thought of another little game too.