"If my old man was like that when he's had a drop, it would be a real pleasure!" Gervaise had calmed down and was already regretting her hastiness.

She helped Coupeau up on his legs again.

Then she offered her cheek with a smile.

But the zinc-worker, without caring a button for the other people being present, seized her bosom.
"It's not for the sake of saying so," he murmured; "but your dirty linen stinks tremendously! Still, I love you all the same, you know." "Leave off, you're tickling me," cried she, laughing the louder.

"What a great silly you are! How can you be so absurd ?" He had caught hold of her and would not let her go.