Chap.

  1        1|         big damsel’s advent. Rose Mignon, his star, a comic actress
  2        1|       cried, breaking off short. “Mignon and Steiner. Always together.
  3        1|           shadows on the asphalt. Mignon, a very tall, very broad
  4        1|         caught a glimpse of her.”~Mignon was listening with half–
  5        1|          having fired his public. Mignon shrugged his shoulders,
  6        1|        been to bed with her.”~But Mignon, coming in front of them,
  7        1|           increased their forces. Mignon, with an anxious air, at
  8        1|         faces of those they knew. Mignon and Steiner were together
  9        1|           through the house; Rose Mignon had just come on the stage
 10        1|           It’s going badly,” said Mignon radiantly to Steiner. “She’
 11        1|           emerge, met Steiner and Mignon in the passage outside the
 12        1|         it was in a dirty place,” Mignon declared. He seemed exasperated. “
 13        1|           not yet taken by storm. Mignon swore that the piece would
 14        1|        house. On her account Rose Mignon was forgotten, though she
 15        1|         of the line Nana and Rose Mignon stood side by side, bowing
 16        1|         had diminished.~Meanwhile Mignon had drawn Steiner away to
 17        1|  familiarly addressed as Auguste. Mignon, who was listening, looked
 18        1|      charmed and fell a–laughing. Mignon assured them that there
 19        1|          making itself felt. Then Mignon remained alone with Steiner,
 20        1|           applause; Nana and Rose Mignon bowed, while Prulliere picked
 21        1|           occupied by Steiner and Mignon. The banker, his face blood–
 22        1|        beings. Steiner, in tow of Mignon, had left the house among
 23        2|            Dear, dear, ‘twas Rose Mignon that would be spending a
 24        2|        getting ready to give Rose Mignon the go–by? Zoe shook her
 25        2|          away from her rival Rose Mignon—a man, moreover, who was
 26        3|        find her at home. Besides, Mignon never would leave me alone.”~“
 27        4|          went briskly toward Rose Mignon, with whom she at once assumed
 28        4|         hand pocket.”~Steiner and Mignon had come in behind Rose.
 29        4|     reappeared with the fan while Mignon embraced Nana fraternally
 30        4|        they were angry. Just then Mignon was pushing Steiner up against
 31        4|        join us.”~“Yes,” said Rose Mignon, “his foot caught in a trap
 32        4|         assistance. Nana and Rose Mignon rolled up an armchair, into
 33        4|         she questioned Bordenave, Mignon and Labordette about them.
 34        4|         tender care!”~He had Rose Mignon on his right and Lucy Stewart
 35        4|   Clarisse; Fauchery between Rose Mignon and Caroline Hequet. On
 36        4|          Clarisse opposite, while Mignon, who never deserted Steiner,
 37        4|     everybody was seated, but, as Mignon loudly remarked, they were
 38        4|             Yes, yes, it’s true,” Mignon declared.~All round the
 39        4|       just pass a day!” said Rose Mignon in her turn. “Just imagine,
 40        4|        act!’ Oh, it was a to–do!”~Mignon smiled complaisantly, his
 41        4|         table began laughing, and Mignon looked radiant, for his
 42        4|            Henry’s nine,” replied Mignon, “but such a big chap for
 43        4|           Stewart. Whereupon Rose Mignon spoke of the shah’s diamonds.
 44        4|           set going. That evening Mignon was driving her to exasperation.~“
 45        4|           sweet on big Laure. Now Mignon procured Laure for Jonquier
 46        4|         are lent her.”~“What ails Mignon that he should be looking
 47        4|     consumptive flush, while Rose Mignon with moist eyelids was growing
 48        4| Labordette his sex. The other men—Mignon, Steiner and Bordenave—who
 49        4|         days, Auguste?” said Rose Mignon.~Mignon, who was toying
 50        4|       Auguste?” said Rose Mignon.~Mignon, who was toying with his
 51        4|         She saw more clearly than Mignon; it was stupid in him to
 52        4|       beginning of supper, and if Mignon was not pleased it would
 53        4|        which Vandeuvres, Steiner, Mignon and Labordette had taken
 54        4|        bored to distraction. Rose Mignon had refused to sing the “
 55        4|          Fauchery and waiting for Mignon, who had by now won some
 56        4|        appearance in society! And Mignon having cleaned Vandeuvres
 57        4|        sow” by way of answer. But Mignon, who in feminine quarrels
 58        5|        Fontan, shaking hands with Mignon and Fauchery, who now came
 59        5|        while the two women kissed Mignon.~“A good house this evening?”
 60        5|           little dears,” remarked Mignon, “it must be your turn!”~
 61        5|          d’you say that?” shouted Mignon, bringing down his huge
 62        5|        was going on in the wings. Mignon, rendered frantic by his
 63        5|         insulted Fontan,” resumed Mignon, who was doing his best
 64        5|      showed the others where Rose Mignon was standing on the threshold
 65        5|           he indemnified himself. Mignon, however, did not seem to
 66        5|          addressing her remark to Mignon. “You know the Marquis de
 67        5|        advanced familiarly toward Mignon and had presented his open
 68        5|   contented herself by nodding to Mignon and Fauchery.~“How do? You’
 69        5|           You’re all right?”~Only Mignon shook her outstretched hand,
 70        5|       death.~“And Steiner?” asked Mignon sharply.~“Monsieur Steiner
 71        5|            Nana’s country place.”~Mignon had grown suddenly serious.
 72        5|        fireplace to console table Mignon paced, sunk in thought yet
 73        5|      passed. When they were alone Mignon scorned to slap him at every
 74        5|           the course of his march Mignon planted himself in front
 75        5|     together. When his eye lit on Mignon and Fauchery he called them;
 76        5|          and the stage was clear. Mignon, who had kept his eye on
 77        5|           flare up in anger while Mignon, shamming good nature, was
 78        5|    episode. For some seconds past Mignon had been renewing his jokes
 79        5|       success had suddenly thrown Mignon off his balance. He had
 80        5|           recognized Fauchery and Mignon in the men on the floor
 81        5|          make matters worse, Rose Mignon arrived out of breath at
 82        5|          this sort of thing. You, Mignon, you’ll do me the pleasure
 83        5|  explanations, and with that Rose Mignon carried the journalist off
 84        6|        Mignotte.~“It’s us!” cried Mignon, getting down first from
 85        6|        dressing room at the side. Mignon and his two sons had the
 86        6|          toiled less strenuously. Mignon looked every inch the good
 87        6|            however, he recognized Mignon’s voice, he understood it
 88        6|          occasion only he had met Mignon with an armful of flowers,
 89        6|     Labordette, Lucy Stewart with Mignon and his boys and at the
 90        6|      kissed. In the next carriage Mignon, in order to astonish Lucy,
 91        6|          methodical habits!” said Mignon with an air of conviction,
 92        6|           twice nightly. But when Mignon continued urging her to
 93        8|           to be found. At last M. Mignon had come across him and
 94        8|    chucked him out of doors?”~“M. Mignon doesn’t tell that tale,”
 95        8|           of a Fauchery. And that Mignon, who goes loafing about
 96        9|  Prulliere were listening to Rose Mignon, to whom the manager of
 97        9|        given three hundred francs Mignon would chuck my friend Bordenave
 98        9|     Without doubt he’ll come with Mignon, so as to have an excuse
 99        9|        noise, and Nana recognized Mignon and Count Muffat. They came
100        9|       with a sigh of relief.~Rose Mignon delivered the last sentences
101        9|     grouped themselves round him. Mignon stood whistling carelessly,
102        9|        went up to the count, Rose Mignon, whose suspicions Nana’s
103        9|          Tranquilly and haughtily Mignon shrugged his shoulders,
104        9|         with you then,” continued Mignon, “and let me arrange matters.”~
105        9|   direction and looked vexed, and Mignon was struck at this and became
106        9|        nothing very savory in the Mignon’s leavings! Oughtn’t you
107        9|         fishing for praise, while Mignon listened to the last of
108        9|          behind the scenes, while Mignon watched their disappearance
109        9|        the matter at once. Here’s Mignon, just when he’s wanted.”~
110        9|         For some little time past Mignon had been prowling in the
111        9|        making the singer. At this Mignon was momenrarily put out,
112        9|         play the part even if he, Mignon, were to be ruined over
113        9|          utterly dumfounded while Mignon, who had never once taken
114        9|           of the shoulders; as to Mignon, he was busy discussing
115        9|           Then she sped away, and Mignon, in utter astonishment,
116        9|   vouchsafed no answer. Whereupon Mignon in disdain left her to her
117        9|        her departure, followed by Mignon, who now refused to recognize
118        9|     amused. From a stage box Rose Mignon kept greeting her rival’
119       11|         and turned her head away. Mignon, on the other hand, looking
120       11|           Labordette as yet. Rose Mignon had made a sign to him and
121       11|          bruited abroad that Rose Mignon had commissioned Labordette
122       11|         name be given to a horse! Mignon, on the contrary, followed
123       11|        glass of champagne to Rose Mignon, who was affecting temperance.
124       11|          on turning round, to see Mignon on the seat. She vanished
125       11|           a matter of importance. Mignon had everywhere declared
126       11|             No, I don’t wish it,” Mignon briskly rejoined. “There’
127       11|         shape in her brain, while Mignon was doing his best to talk
128       11|          So in order to be rid of Mignon she looked as though she
129       11|       With a raging movement Rose Mignon had snapped her sunshade,
130       11|           While this was going on Mignon came hastening up in defiance
131       12|        way. It might be that Rose Mignon had sent the famous letter!
132       12|      grief. Nana understood. Rose Mignon had most assuredly decided
133       12|     conjugal fidelity which drove Mignon to despair.~“Listen, we
134       13|      lawful wife would have done. Mignon was simply Madame’s major–
135       13|     delight at the whole business Mignon came to see if he could
136       13|          feared some treachery on Mignon’s part, for he was quite
137       13|      evening of the final rupture Mignon presented himself at the
138       13|      proving not less pliant than Mignon himself whenever Rose found
139       13|      happiness. That very evening Mignon had come by Fauchery’s advice
140       13|         had she done for herself.~Mignon still insisted with his
141       13|  prostrate themselves before her.~Mignon wished to be announced,
142       13|        the bedroom. In the latter Mignon’s feelings overcame him;
143       13| overtopped every ruined wall. And Mignon, as he viewed this lordly
144       13|          God, what an implement!”~Mignon let the words escape him
145       13|        conviction.~Zoe ushered in Mignon, and Nana received him smilingly.
146       13|           a kiss.”~Labordette and Mignon smiled, and as Nana was
147       14|       goes to a hotel, then meets Mignon just as she was thinking
148       14|    shivers, wants to be sick, and Mignon takes her back to her place
149       14|      every head whirling.~“Here’s Mignon,” said Lucy. “He’ll give
150       14|       Lucy. “He’ll give us news.”~Mignon was standing under the vast
151       14|     business, my sonny,” declared Mignon. “You ought to go upstairs;
152       14|          eh?”~“Smallpox,” replied Mignon.~The actor had already taken
153       14|         was five years old, while Mignon gave them an account of
154       14|          he showed them. And when Mignon again egged him on to the
155       14|       your throats cut!” muttered Mignon, overcome by an access of
156       14|     Fauchery had indicated him to Mignon with a wink of the eye.
157       14|        there since this morning,” Mignon informed them. “I saw him
158       14|         and such a fine girl too! Mignon sighed and looked relieved,
159       14|         bloody well wasted!” said Mignon in melancholy tones, as
160       14|       moved toward the staircase. Mignon followed them, crying out:~“
161       14|        the left of the door, Rose Mignon, perched on the edge of
162       14|     changed; she’s changed!” Rose Mignon repeated with a smile of
163       14|          their voices unduly Rose Mignon, still sitting on the chest
164       14|       still stay near that body.”~Mignon had at last succeeded in
165       14|         energetic signals to her. Mignon was shaking his fists in
166       14|           changed!” murmured Rose Mignon, who was the last to remain.~