That evening Mignon was driving her to exasperation.
"He would gladly be bottleholder, you know," she remarked to the count.
"He's in hopes of repeating what he did with little Jonquier.

You remember: Jonquier was Rose's man, but he was sweet on big Laure.

Now Mignon procured Laure for Jonquier and then came back arm in arm with him to Rose, as if he were a husband who had been allowed a little peccadillo.

But this time the thing's going to fail.

Nana doesn't give up the men who are lent her." "What ails Mignon that he should be looking at his wife in that severe way ?" asked Vandeuvres.
He leaned forward and saw Rose growing exceedingly amorous toward Fauchery.