I shan't prevent Lorilleux being witness.

I only want peace and quiet." Gervaise, hanging her head, not knowing what to do with herself had put the toe of her boot through one of the openings in the wooden screen which covered the tiled floor of the work-room; then afraid of having disturbed something when she had withdrawn it, she stooped down and felt about with her hand.

Lorilleux hastily brought the lamp, and he examined her fingers suspiciously.
"You must be careful," said he, "the tiny bits of gold stick to the shoes, and get carried away without one knowing it." It was all to do with business.

The employers didn't allow a single speck for waste.

He showed her the rabbit's foot he used to brush off any flecks of gold left on the _cheville_ and the leather he kept on his lap to catch any gold that fell.