Walter chooses silence, anticipating (with a small amount of anxiety) her reaction.

The spotted (it is, perhaps, a Bengal) cat is drawn in such a way that it seems in the process of springing off the page, a gleam in its eyes implying curiosity and playfulness. One could almost think it was a still-life... if the eyes weren't ruby-red, a visage that would almost certainly not look healthy on a regular cat.

Russell's free to sneak a look, too, if he wishes; Walter won't stop him.