“Boivin looked at her in astonishment.
“'But the pigeon—the pigeon you plucked this morning?'
“She put her hands on her hips:
“'Perhaps you have not had enough? Because you bring people here is no reason why we should devour all that there is in the house. What is there for me to eat this evening?'
“We rose. Solvin whispered
“'Wait for me a second, and we will skip.'
“He went into the kitchen where his wife had gone, and I overheard him say:
“'Give me twenty sous, my dear.'
“'What do you want with twenty sons?'
“'Why, one does not know what may happen. It is always better to have some money.'