the atmosphere was, indeed, one of peace. the dog, after an inquisitive journey round the room, lay down and went to sleep. the cats settled themselves comfortably, one on each of mr. jarvis' knees. long otto, surveying the ceiling with his customary glassy stare, smoked a long cigar. and bat, scratching one of the cats under the ear, began to entertain john with some reminiscences of fits and kittens.