about
nine o'clock
Everyone on board the ` Diana ' seemed occupied with the veriest trifles , -- Catherine remained too ill to appear all day , and Dr. Brayle was in almost constant attendance upon her . A vague sense of discomfort pervaded the whole atmosphere of the yacht , -- she was a floating palace filled with every imaginable luxury , yet now she seemed a mere tawdry upholsterer 's triumph compared with the exquisite grace and taste of the ` Dream ' -- and I was eager to be away from her . I busied myself during the day in packing my things ready for departure with the eagerness of a child leaving school for the holidays , and I was delighted when we arrived at Portree and anchored there that evening . It was after dinner , at about nine o'clock , that Catherine sent for me , hearing I had determined to go next morning . I found her in her bed , looking very white and feeble , with a scared look in her eyes which became intensified the moment she saw me . `` You are really going away ? '' she said , faintly -- `` I hope we have not offended you ? ''