He patted my hand and smoothed my hair and said things in French that sounded as if he was tryin' to comfort me.

Aftah awhile I remembahed that we had been there a long time, and ought to go, so I kissed him good-bye, and Hero and I went out, leavin' the doah open as he told us.

He watched us all the way down the hall.

When I turned at the stairway to look back, he was still watchin'.

He smiled and waved his hand, but the way he smiled made me feel worse than evah, it was so sad." Mr.Sherman went with the Major next morning, when he was taken to Zuerich.
Lloyd was asleep when they left the inn, so the last remembrance she had of the Major was the way he looked as he lay on his couch in the sunset, smiling, and waving his hand to her.