Sometimes she sat beside him for a few minutes, but most of her time was spent with Hero, wandering up and down beside the lake, feeding the swans or watching the little steamboats come and go.

She had forgotten her fear of the bottom dropping out of the town.
One evening, just at sunset, the Major sent for her.

"I go to Zuerich in the morning," he said, holding out his hand as she came into the room.

"I wanted to say good-bye while I have the time and strength.

We expect to leave very early to-morrow, probably before you are awake." His couch was drawn up by the window, through which the shimmering lake shone in the sunset like rosy mother-of-pearl.