Soon Richard called her to come down and take my breakfast up to me.

I could not eat it, and it was taken away.

Then the carriage came, and the wagon to take the baggage.

Finally, Richard came, and told me it was time to start, if I were ready.
Sophie came into the room in a wrapper, looking very dutiful and patient, and said all that was dutiful and civil.

But I suppose I was a fiery trial to her, and she wished, no doubt, that she had never seen me, or better, that Richard never had.