But the latter had only gone as far as the charcoal dealer's when she called her back.
"Mamma! Mamma!" She made her return to the shop, and taking her wedding-ring off her finger said: "Here, put this with it.

We shall get all the more." When mother Coupeau brought her twenty-five francs, she danced for joy.
She would order an extra six bottles of wine, sealed wine to drink with the roast.

The Lorilleuxs would be crushed.
For a fortnight past it had been the Coupeaus' dream to crush the Lorilleuxs.

Was it not true that those sly ones, the man and his wife, a truly pretty couple, shut themselves up whenever they had anything nice to eat as though they had stolen it?
Yes, they covered up the window with a blanket to hide the light and make believe that they were already asleep in bed.

This stopped anyone from coming up, and so the Lorilleuxs could stuff everything down, just the two of them.