Pan! tout noir de douleur "Take that for yourself and that for your sister and this for Lantier. And now I shall begin all over again. That is for Lantier that for your sister and this for yourself! "Pan! Pan! Margot au lavoir! Pan! Pan! a coups de battoir." They tore Virginie from her hands.
The women were laughing again by this time, but soon the cry began again of "Enough! Enough!" Gervaise did not even hear. She seemed entirely absorbed, as if she were fulfilling an appointed task, and she talked with strange, wild gaiety, recalling one of the rhymes of her childhood: "Pan! Pan! Margot au lavoir, Pan! Pan! a coups de battoir; Pan! Pan! va laver son coeur, Pan!