Boche, moreover, pompously agreed to the arrangement in the landlord's name.

He even then and there let a lodging to the Coupeaus--the vacant one on the sixth floor, in the same passage as the Lorilleuxs' apartment.

As for Lantier, well! He would like to keep his room, if it did not inconvenience the Poissons.

The policeman bowed; it did not inconvenience him at all; friends always get on together, in spite of any difference in their political ideas.

And Lantier, without mixing himself up any more in the matter, like a man who has at length settled his little business, helped himself to an enormous slice of bread and cheese; he leant back in his chair and ate devoutly, his blood tingling beneath his skin, his whole body burning with a sly joy, and he blinked his eyes to peep first at Gervaise, and then at Virginie.
"Hi! Old Bazouge!" called Coupeau, "come and have a drink.