Major Lewis was carefully filling his pipe and I was sitting there after Boyd’s hurried departure, getting a little annoyed at his lack of industry. We were still sitting when Flora came in; no doubt would be yet if she hadn’t. That was my thought at the time. I should say that later I realized that Major Lewis was an exceedingly active man and spent very little, if any, time uselessly.
Flora said Catherine preferred to see Major Lewis in her sitting-room. Lewis took no notice of the fact that the girl’s eyes and nose were red from crying, which I made a mental note of. We mounted the stairs, Lewis, ahead of me, most annoyingly stopping at about every fourth step to light his pipe. We eventually got to Catherine’s room, who, poor girl, looked like Death on a pale horse. Her father present
