Her poor old man would not think it kind of her to be nursing herself up there whilst he was dining so badly.

At least were the potatoes cooked enough?
She no longer remembered whether she had put salt in them.
"Keep quiet!" cried the midwife.
"Ah! if only you could stop her from wearing herself out!" said Coupeau with his mouth full.

"If you were not here, I'd bet she'd get up to cut my bread.

Keep on your back, you big goose! You mustn't move about, otherwise it'll be a fortnight before you'll be able to stand on your legs.

Your stew's very good.