The children's bedstead, drawn into the middle of the apartment, displayed the chest of drawers, the open drawers of which exposed their emptiness.

Lantier had washed himself and had used up the last of the pomatum--two sous' worth of pomatum in a playing card; the greasy water from his hands filled the basin.

And he had forgotten nothing.

The corner which until then had been filled by the trunk seemed to Gervaise an immense empty space.

Even the little mirror which hung on the window-fastening was gone.