Ah! the brigand! Ah! the filthy hound! One or the other of them would have to be left on the pavement, emptied of his guts like a rabbit.

Lantier, however, did not appear to notice what was going on and continued slowly eating some veal and sorrel.

A crowd began to form.
Virginie led Coupeau away and he calmed down at once as soon as he had turned the corner of the street.

All the same they returned to the shop far less lively than when they left it.
The guests were standing round the table with very long faces.

The zinc-worker shook hands with them, showing himself off before the ladies.