midnight
Her laughter made a love of a little dimple appear in her chin . She stood there waiting , not bored in the least , familiar with her audience , falling into step with them at once , as though she herself were admitting with a wink that she had not two farthings ' worth of talent but that it did not matter at all , that , in fact , she had other good points . And then after having made a sign to the conductor which plainly signified , `` Go ahead , old boy ! '' she began her second verse : `` 'T is Venus who at midnight passes -- '' Still the same acidulated voice , only that now it tickled the public in the right quarter so deftly that momentarily it caused them to give a little shiver of pleasure . Nana still smiled her smile : it lit up her little red mouth and shone in her great eyes , which were of the clearest blue . When she came to certain rather lively verses a delicate sense of enjoyment made her tilt her nose , the rosy nostrils of which lifted and fell , while a bright flush suffused her cheeks . She still swung herself up and down , for she only knew how to do that .