They too received us kindly, they too lavished upon us their hospitality, and yet there followed the horror of that frightful repast.

Here there had been kindness and generosity and affectionate attention, to be succeeded by deeds without a name.

Ah me! what an hour that was! And yet it was as nothing compared to what lay before me in the future.
But the subject was one of which I dared not speak--one from which I had to force my thoughts away.

I took the violin and played "Lochaber" till Almah wept, and I had to put it away.

Then I begged her to play or sing.