GERMINAL
from the cold! Honorine, go and look for the parcel in the cupboard."
The servants were also gazing at these miserable creatures with the pity and vague uneasiness of girls who are in no difficulty about their own dinners. While the housemaid went upstairs, the cook forgot her duties, leaving the rest of the brioche on the table, and stood there swinging her empty hands.
"I still have two woolen dresses and some comforters," Cécile went on; "you will see how warm they will be, the poor dears!"
Then Maheude found her tongue, and stammered:
"Thank you so much, mademoiselle. You are all too good."
Tears had filled her eyes, she thought herself sure of the five francs, and was only pre-occupied by the way in which she would ask for them if they were not offered to her. The housemaid did not reappear, and there was a moment of embarrassed silence. From their mother's skirts the little ones opened their eyes wide and gazed at the brioche.
"You only have these two?" asked Madame Grégoire, in order to break the silence.
"Oh, madame! I have seven of them."
M. Grégoire, who had gone back to his newspaper, sat up indignantly.
"Seven children! But why? good God!"
"It is imprudent," murmured the old lady.
Maheude made a vague gesture of apology. What would you have? One doesn't think about it at all, they come quite naturally. And then, when they grow up they bring something in, and that makes the household go. Take their case, they could get on, if it was not for the grandfather who was getting quite stiff, and if among the lot only two of her sons and her eldest daughter were old enough to go down into the pit. It was necessary, all the same, to feed the little ones who brought nothing in.
"Then," said Madame Grégoire, "you have worked for a long time at the mines?"
A silent laugh lit up Maheude's pale face.
"Ah, yes! ah, yes! I went down till I was twenty. The doctor said that I should stay there for good after I had been con-
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