At the same moment two timid taps were given at the door.
Rodolphe went and opened it.

It was Louise.
"You see I have kept my word," said she.
Rodolphe drew the curtain and lit a fresh candle.
During this operation the girl had removed her bonnet and shawl, which she went and placed on the bed.

The dazzling whiteness of the sheets caused her to smile, and almost to blush.
Louise was rather pleasing than pretty; her fresh colored face presented an attractive blending of simplicity and archness.

It was something like an outline of Greuze touched up by Gavarni.

All her youthful attractions were cleverly set off by a toilette which, although very simple, attested in her that innate science of coquetry which all women possess from their first swaddling clothes to their bridal robe.