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Updated: May 10, 2025
Little by little, the young woman lost her cheerfulness. Morning and evening she went to the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or to look at the shop, which was still to be let; and she would hide herself as though she were committing some childish prank unworthy of a grown-up person. This shop was beginning to turn her brain.
Anyway, she didn't hold it against Virginie, it wasn't her fault, surely. She enjoyed being with her and looked forward to her visits. Meanwhile winter had come, the Coupeaus' fourth winter in the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or. December and January were particularly cold. It froze hard as it well could. After New Year's day the snow remained three weeks without melting.
You must take me and them together, d'you understand?" They took her as required; they accepted the dad, the mamma, the past; in fact, whatever she chose. With their eyes fixed on the tablecloth, the four now sat shrinking and insignificant while Nana, in a transport of omnipotence, trampled on them in the old muddy boots worn long since in the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or.
To take merely the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or, she no longer dared pass in front of the grocer's, nor the charcoal-dealer's, nor the greengrocer's; and this obliged her, whenever she required to be at the wash-house, to go round by the Rue des Poissonniers, which was quite ten minutes out of her way. The tradespeople came and treated her as a swindler.
When the stretcher at length arrived, and they talked of starting for the hospital, she got up, saying violently: "No, no, not to the hospital! We live in the Rue Neuve de la Goutte-d'Or." It was useless for them to explain to her that the illness would cost her a great deal of money, if she took her husband home. She obstinately repeated: "Rue Neuve de la Goutte-d'Or; I will show you the house.
Soon Lantier's visits to the Coupeaus were accepted as perfectly natural; he was in the good graces of everyone along the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or. Goujet was the only one who remained cold. If he happened to be there when Lantier arrived, he would leave at once as he didn't want to be obliged to be friendly to him.
A good half hour or more he'll stay, And that makes me so riled, He swigs it half upon his way: What a piggish child!" And the ladies, striking their glasses, repeated in chorus in the midst of a formidable gaiety: "What a piggish child! What a piggish child!" Even the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or itself joined in now. The whole neighborhood was singing "What a piggish child!"
"Do you know," he said, "when I am up there I can see the Hotel Boncoeur. Yesterday you were at the window, and I waved my hand, but you did not see me." They by this time had turned into La Rue de la Goutte-d'Or. He stopped and looked up. "There is the house," he said, "and I was born only a few doors farther off. It is an enormous place." Gervaise looked up and down the facade.
Then suddenly interrupting herself, she asked with a laugh if one would ever have imagined it all when she used to go traipsing about the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or. Mme Lerat shook her head. No, no, one never could have foreseen it! And she began talking in her turn, assuming a serious air as she did so and calling Nana "daughter."
It was thus that at every sorting of the dirty linen in the shop they undressed the whole neighborhood of the Goutte-d'Or. "Oh, here's something luscious!" cried Clemence, opening another bundle. Gervaise, suddenly seized with a great repugnance, drew back. "Madame Gaudron's bundle?" said she. "I'll no longer wash for her, I'll find some excuse. No, I'm not more particular than another.
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