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One Saturday Coupeau had promised to take her to the circus . It was well worth while disturbing oneself to see ladies galloping along on horses and jumping through paper hoops . Coupeau had just finished a fortnight 's work , he could well spare a couple of francs ; and they had also arranged to dine out , just the two of them , Nana having to work very late that evening at her employer 's because of some pressing order . But at seven o'clock there was no Coupeau ; at eight o'clock it was still the same . Gervaise was furious . Her drunkard was certainly squandering his earnings with his comrades at the dram-shops of the neighborhood . She had washed a cap and had been slaving since the morning over the holes of an old dress , wishing to look decent .