Speak of the Devil! There she is, Virginia! What’s she come to wash here with her four knots in her handkerchief?
GERVAISE (looking at her)
She! It’s she!
VIRGINIA (to Charles)
Do you have a spot?
CHARLES
Down there to the right.
JULIETTE
Over this way, Virginia!
VIRGINIA (going to the left)
Yes there. I’ll be very fine there.
MADAME BOCHE (to Gervaise)
Now there’s a caprice. She’s never soaped a pair of gloves! A famous pretender. I’ll wager for that. A dress maker who doesn’t mend anything except her boots.
VIRGINIA (noticing Madame Boche)
It’s you, Madame Boche. Are you well this morning?
MADAME BOCHE
See for yourself. (low to Gervaise who’s looking at Virginia fixedly) Look, don’t stare at her like that, you’re going to cause a scandal. Here the two of you devour each other with your eyes. Since I tell you there’s nothing to it!
GERVAISE
I don’t want her to look at me.
MADAME BOCHE
Be reasonable! I’m going to help you twist your linen—and we will leave.
(they both twist linen)
GERVAISE
Yes, yes, quick or I won’t answer for myself.
CHARLES (entering)
Madame Lantier!
GERVAISE
What’s the matter?
CHARLES
A kid’s asking for you.
GERVAISE
What’s he want with me?
MADAME BOCHE (seeing Ugene enter)
Heaves! It’s Ugene—the little boy of your landlord Mr. Madinier.
UGENE
Hello, Madame Lantier. Here’s what Mr. Coupeau ordered me to deliver to you. (delivers the key)
GERVAISE
My key? Why’s he bringing me my key?
UGENE
Hell! I don’t know. It’s for you to know.
GERVAISE
My God! What’s it mean?
VIRGINIA
Really (laughing) it’s not difficult to comprehend!
UGENE (with a wink)
Mr. Lantier left.
GERVAISE
Left! But he’s going to return?
UGENE
Oh! I don’t think so. I saw him get in a cab with his trunk.
GERVAISE
Left! So that was it! Ah! My God! Ah! My God! (she bursts into tears)
UGENE
My errand’s performed. I’m off. (he runs out)
MADAME BOCHE (to Gervaise)
Come on, come on, my little friend, courage!
VIRGINIA (laughing)
Ah! Ha! (she chokes her laughter)
MADAME BOCHE
Be reasonable! Everyone’s looking at you. Is it possible to make oneself so much trouble over a man? How stupid we women are!
GERVAISE
No! Such an abomination has never been seen!
MADAME BOCHE
The fact is he’s a rough customer! A pretty little woman like you! Now, can I tell you everything?
GERVAISE
Yes, speak, speak.
MADAME BOCHE
Well! With this Virginia—I’ve known about it for a long while. Last night, they came back together.
GERVAISE (no longer weeping, looking at Virginia)
Last night! And there I was waiting at the window.
VIRGINIA (to the washerwoman)
Damn! After all, when you’ve had enough of a woman, right? (she laughs)
MADAME BOCHE
She’s laughing. The heartless—I will bet her washing is only a pretext. She’s come here to talk her head off about what you would do.
GERVAISE
That’s fine, thanks. You’re going to see. (she takes a pail of soapy water, goes toward Virginia and throws it at her) Here! This is for you!
VIRGINIA (who jumped back and didn’t receive the water)
Well! What’s gotten into you—to rage here. Come forward a bit so we can see you. You, you don’t have to come put on the swank with us here. As for me, did I know! If she’d—she had caught me, you ought to have seen this. What’s she say that I did to her? Speak—what was done to you?
GERVAISE (through her teeth)
Don’t talk so much! You know very well you were seen last night with my husband. And shut up, because you’re going to have a bad time, I swear to you.
VIRGINIA
Her husband! Ah! She’s bold, she is! Madame’s husband! As if one had husbands with this gimp. It’s not my fault, if he left you. You can search me, I didn’t steal him.
(laughter from the washerwomen)
GERVAISE
Wretch!
VIRGINIA
So—you
