And Gervaise, feeling happy and interested in the movement round the forge, did not think of leaving.

She was going a long way round to get nearer to Etienne without having her hands burnt, when she saw the dirty and bearded workman, whom she had spoken to outside, enter.
"So you've found him, madame ?" asked he in his drunken bantering way.
"You know, Golden-Mug, it's I who told madame where to find you." He was called Salted-Mouth, otherwise Drink-without-Thirst, the brick of bricks, a dab hand at bolt forging, who wetted his iron every day with a pint and a half of brandy.

He had gone out to have a drop, because he felt he wanted greasing to make him last till six o'clock.

When he learnt that Little Zouzou's real name was Etienne, he thought it very funny; and he showed his black teeth as he laughed.

Then he recognized Gervaise.