Exactly so; and it was My-Boots, too, who stood treat.

He must have hooked his missus's stocking with all the savings gained at very hard work.

It wasn't clean money they had used, but money that could infect them with any manner of vile diseases.

Well, anyway, they hadn't thought to invite her for a drink.

If you wanted to drink by yourself, you could croak by yourself.
However, on Monday, as Gervaise had a nice little meal planned for the evening, the remains of some beans and a pint of wine, she pretended to herself that a walk would give her an appetite.