Etienne could sleep in the shop, on a mattress on the floor, that was all.
"No, no," said Lantier, "I cannot accept.

It would inconvenience you too much.

I know that it's willingly offered, but we should be too warm all jumbled up together.

Besides, you know, each one likes his liberty.
I should have to go through your room, and that wouldn't be exactly funny." "Ah, the rogue!" resumed the zinc-worker, choking with laughter, banging his fist down on the table, "he's always thinking of something smutty! But, you joker, we're of an inventive turn of mind! There're two windows in the room, aren't there?
Well, we'll knock one out and turn it into a door.

Then, you understand you come in by way of the courtyard, and we can even stop up the other door, if we like.