But she interrupted him violently: "And my bills! They'll sell me up while Monsieur's playing the fool.
Now then, look at yourself.

D'ye think I love you for your figure?
A man with a mug like yours has to pay the women who are kind enough to put up with him.

By God, if you don't bring me that ten thousand francs tonight you shan't even have the tip of my little finger to suck.

I mean it! I shall send you back to your wife!" At night he brought the ten thousand francs.

Nana put up her lips, and he took a long kiss which consoled him for the whole day of anguish.
What annoyed the young woman was to have him continually tied to her apron strings.