What a bundle it had cost, that fancy christening.

If Clump-clump were on her deathbed she wouldn't give her a glass of water, no matter how much she begged.
She didn't want anything to do with such a shameless baggage.

Little Nana would always be welcome when she came up to see her godparents.
The child couldn't be blamed for her mother's sins.

But there was no use trying to tell Coupeau anything.

Any real man in his situation would have beaten his wife and put a stop to it all.