talk-too-much

Updated: June 17, 2025

Of an evening, the copper parts looked more mournful than ever, lit up only on their rounded surface with one big red glint; and the shadow of the apparatus on the wall at the back formed most abominable figures, bodies with tails, monsters opening their jaws as though to swallow everyone up. "Listen, mother Talk-too-much, don't make any of your grimaces!" cried Coupeau.

Émile Zola - L'Assommoir