She turned to the Cure again, but not till Valmond had added: "Or the same--who knows ?" Again she looked at him with drooping eyelids and a slight smile so full of acid possibilities that De la Riviere drew in a sibilant breath of delight.

Her movement had been as towards an impertinence; but as she caught Valmond's eye, something in it, so really boylike, earnest, and free from insolence, met hers, that, with a little way she had, she laid back her head slowly, her lips parted in a sweet, ambiguous smile, her eyes dwelt on him with a humorous interest, or flash of purpose, and she said softly: "Nobody knows--eh ?" She could not resist the delicate malice of the exclamation, she imitated the gaucherie so delightfully.
Valmond did not fail to see her meaning, but he was too wise to show it.
He hardly knew how it was he had answered her unhesitatingly in English, for it had been his purpose to avoid speaking English in Pontiac.
Presently Madame Chalice caught sight of Monsieur Garon coming from the house.

When he saw her, he stopped short in delighted surprise.
Gathering up her skirts, she ran to him, put both hands on his shoulders, kissed him on the cheek, and said: "Monsieur Garon, Monsieur Garon, my good avocat, my Solon! are the coffee, and the history, and the blest madeira still chez-toi ?" There was no jealousy in the Cure; he smiled at the scene with great benevolence, for he was as a brother to Monsieur Garon.

If he had any good thing, it was his first wish to share it with him; even to taking him miles away to some simple home where a happy thing had come to poor folk--the return of a prodigal son, a daughter's fortunate marriage, or the birth of a child to childless people; and there together they exchanged pinches of snuff over the event, and made compliments from the same mould, nor desired difference of pattern.

To the pretty lady's words, Monsieur Garon blushed, and his thin hand fluttered to his lips.
As if in sympathy, the Cure's fingers trembled to his cassock cord.
"Madame, dear madame,"-- the Cure approved by a caressing nod, "we are all the same here in our hearts and in our homes, and if anything seem good in them to us, it is because you are pleased.