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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: lay by the sound of Highland piping. It seemed he had just borrowed a
set of them from Bohaldie to amuse his sickness; though he was no such
hand as was his brother Rob, he made good music of the kind; and it was
strange to observe the French folk crowding on the stairs, and some of
them laughing. He lay propped in a pallet. The first look of him I
saw he was upon his last business; and, doubtless, this was a strange
place for him to die in. But even now I find I can scarce dwell upon
his end with patience. Doubtless, Bohaldie had prepared him; he seemed
to know we were married, complimented us on the event, and gave us a
benediction like a patriarch.
"I have been never understood," said he. "I forgive you both without
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