And now the anger had gone out of the Willow's face.

A coquettish uplift of her eyes caught McTaggart, and she looked straight at him half smiling, as she spoke to her father: "I will join you soon, mon pere--you and M'sieu the Factor from Lac Bain!" There were undeniable little devils in her eyes, McTaggart thought--little devils laughing full at him as she spoke, setting his brain afire and his blood to throbbing wildly.

Those eyes--full of dancing witches! How he would take pleasure in taming them--very soon now! He followed Pierrot outside.

In his exultation he no longer felt the smart of Baree's teeth.
"I will show you my new cariole that I have made for winter, m'sieu," said Pierrot as the door closed behind them.
Half an hour later Nepeese came out of the cabin.

She could see that Pierrot and the factor had been talking about something that had not been pleasant to her father.