It's just that, you know, all is over between us." And he went off with long strides, leaving Gervaise bewildered, listening to his last words which rang in her ears with the clang of a big bell.

On entering the wine shop, she seemed to hear a hollow voice within her which said, "All is over, well! All is over; there is nothing more for me to do if all is over!" Sitting down, she swallowed a mouthful of bread and cheese, and emptied a glass full of wine which she found before her.
The wine shop was a single, long room with a low ceiling occupied by two large tables on which loaves of bread, large chunks of Brie cheese and bottles of wine were set out.

They ate informally, without a tablecloth.
Near the stove at the back the undertaker's helpers were finishing their lunch.
"_Mon Dieu!_" exclaimed Monsieur Madinier, "we each have our time.

The old folks make room for the young ones.

Your lodging will seem very empty to you now when you go home." "Oh! my brother is going to give notice," said Madame Lorilleux quickly.
"That shop's ruined." They had been working upon Coupeau.