And she shall be in want of nothing; she shall have her coffee and her drop of brandy! Good heavens! what a vile family!" At these words Madame Lorilleux turned round.

She brandished the saucepan as though she was about to throw the lye-water in her sister-in-law's face.

She stammered with rage: "Be off, or I shall do you an injury! And don't count on the five francs because I won't give a radish! No, not a radish! Ah well, yes, five francs! Mother would be your servant and you would enjoy yourself with my five francs! If she goes to live with you, tell her this, she may croak, I won't even send her a glass of water.

Now off you go! Clear out!" "What a monster of a woman!" said Gervaise violently slamming the door.
On the morrow she brought mother Coupeau to live with her, putting her bed in the inner room where Nana slept.

The moving did not take long, for all the furniture mother Coupeau had was her bed, an ancient walnut wardrobe which was put in the dirty-clothes room, a table, and two chairs.