"Ma'm'selle, you wrinkle it up and it makes you look piquant, saucy. You couldn't make it bad if you tried."
"Oh, yes! Look!" She put her finger to the tip of it and gave it a tiny hitch and then laughed.
"That shows your curved lips and your lovely teeth. Even that wouldn't make you a fright."
"Oh, André, how good and comforting you are! But Wawataysee, with her little Indian blood, is a hundred times handsomer. Only--I am very glad I suit you and Uncle Gaspard. He thinks I grow like my mother."
She had been half-dancing round the room in the blaze of the logs. Families often kept no other light. Now she came and sat down opposite him, demure as a nun. She had so many fascinating, changeful ways. He had always considered her a child, but now she was a charming young girl. This was one of the places where Valbonais felt entirely at home, because there was no danger of being misinterpreted by any watchful mamma. He was not quite ready to marry.
Denys came in and pushed his seat near Renée, who leaned her head on his shoulder. Now the golden lights shone in her hair--not yellow-gold, but the richer, deeper color--and a soft rose tint played over her cheek, while her mouth dimpled at the corners as if she was amused at something. There would not be many prettier girls at the ball, Valbonais thought.
Wawataysee looked over the "treasures" that one way and another had come into the possession of Gaspard Denys. True, it was a kind of idyllic time in the history of the town, so far as regarded society. Some of the families had a gown or a mantilla of lace and fringe that had been handed down, voyaged from Canada, or more directly from France and New Orleans. Such articles were only taken out on great occasions, a few times in the year. But the woman in plain attire had just as delightful a time if she was vivacious and sparkling and a good dancer.
For this was the chief amusement of the women. The men had their shooting matches, not only as a pastime but a good practice, where to be an excellent marksman was often a protection against Indians; but the hunts served to provide much of the family living. Many of these people had come of the better class peasant stock, who from time immemorial had danced on the greensward on fête days, and not infrequently on Sunday afternoon, their only holidays.