You'll easily find someone else prettier than I, Monsieur Coupeau, and who won't have two boys to drag about with her." He looked at the clock inserted in the frame-work of the mirror, and made her sit down again, exclaiming: "Don't be in such a hurry! It's only eleven thirty-five.

I've still twenty-five minutes.

You don't have to be afraid that I shall do anything foolish; there's the table between us.

So you detest me so much that you won't stay and have a little chat with me." She put her basket down again, so as not to disoblige him; and they conversed like good friends.

She had eaten her lunch before going out with the laundry.