Catherine would never dream of telling William how much his silence had hurt her feelings. Even if she did dare, it was not the time. Her only concern now was to tend to her father and get him back on his feet. Only then could she think of anything else. She felt it would be a sin to think of her own feelings as the man who had given her life, worked hard to bring her up with the right values and been her main company after her mother's passing was laying on a sickbed. Once he was well again, she could think of anything else.<br/><br/>As William greeted him, Lord Cartwright managed to smile. "It is good to see you, boy", he murmured faintly, allowing himself to be examined under his daughter's watchful eyes. At William's request, Catherine nodded and moved immediately, opening the windows and inhaling a deep breath of fresh air. Taking the time William's tending to her father had given her, the young lady started tidying up the room. "I apologize for such a mess. With father ill, I can barely think of anything else, and we don't allow the servants in here, lest someone else catches whatever it is that ails him." It was obvious she did not mind catching it herself. He was her father after all, and Catherine had always been one with a generous heart.<br/><br/>"He has been resting, as much as I can get him to", she explained, believing it would be better to let the doctor know what had been done so far. I will see that he takes whatever medication is prescribed to him, and I shall keep an eye on him, since as I turn my back this gentleman wants to get up and tend to matters I am tending to myself.<br/><br/>Catherine's father shot his daughter a loving look and shook his head. "Stubborn child. I am just trying to avoid that you exhaust yourself." He seemed to feel better as the fresh air entered the room. "Do you have any medications to cure stubbornness in young ladies, Doctor?", he asked, softly. "I should need as many vials as you can spare, if you happen to have this kind of medicine in your bag." Shaking her head, Catherine approached the bed and kissed her father's forehead, before moving back again as to not get in the way of the examination. "I take it after you, father dear. And I believe it is not about to change."