Yes, she kissed me, and wanted to have news of everyone--I was very pleased to meet her." "Ah!" said Gervaise for the third time.

She drew herself together, and still waited.

Hadn't her daughter had a word for her then?
In the silence Poisson's saw could be heard again.

Lantier, who felt gay, was sucking his barley-sugar, and smacking his lips.
"Well, if _I_ saw her, I should go over to the other side of the street," interposed Virginie, who had just pinched the hatter again most ferociously.

"It isn't because you are there, Madame Coupeau, but your daughter is rotten to the core.