She had forgotten to put them on the table with the goose; she fetched them, and all the glasses were filled.

Then Poisson rose, and holding his glass in the air, said: "I drink to the health of the missus." All of them stood up, making a great noise with their chairs as they moved.

Holding out their arms, they clinked glasses in the midst of an immense uproar.
"Here's to this day fifty years hence!" cried Virginie.
"No, no," replied Gervaise, deeply moved and smiling; "I shall be too old.

Ah! a day comes when one's glad to go." Through the door, which was wide open, the neighborhood was looking on and taking part in the festivities.

Passers-by stopped in the broad ray of light which shone over the pavement, and laughed heartily at seeing all these people stuffing away so jovially.
The aroma from the roasted goose brought joy to the whole street.