She hadn't done any good by having her husband at home.

At the hospital they would have cured him twice as quickly.

Lorilleux would have liked to have been ill, to have caught no matter what, just to show her that he did not hesitate for a moment to go to Lariboisiere.

Madame Lorilleux knew a lady who had just come from there.

Well! She had had chicken to eat morning and night.
Again and again the two of them went over their estimate of how much four months of convalescence would cost; workdays lost, the doctor and the medicines, and afterward good wine and fresh meat.