She drank steadily for three days.

Coupeau prowled along the exterior Boulevards without seeing Nana and then came home to smoke his pipe peacefully.

He was always back in time for his soup.
In this tenement, where girls flew off every month like canaries whose cages are left open, no one was astonished to hear of the Coupeaus' mishap.

But the Lorilleuxs were triumphant.

Ah! they had predicted that the girl would reward her parents in this fashion.