What was the good of getting angry?
Since he had no money their relations were no longer possible.

He ought to understand that and to be reasonable.

A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to rot on the ground by himself.
Then Nana took up with Steiner without disgust but without love.

She called him a dirty Jew; she seemed to be paying back an old grudge, of which she had no distinct recollection.

He was fat; he was stupid, and she got him down and took two bites at a time in order the quicker to do for this Prussian.