This time she must have indulged in a hard gallop.

When June arrived she did not even turn up with the sunshine.

Evidently it was all over, she had found a new meal ticket somewhere or other.

One day when the Coupeaus were totally broke they sold Nana's iron bedstead for six francs, which they drank together at Saint-Ouen.

The bedstead had been in their way.
One morning in July Virginie called to Gervaise, who was passing by, and asked her to lend a hand in washing up, for Lantier had entertained a couple of friends on the day before.