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Blinder's left that door open again!" said she, closing it. "Is Mrs. Blinder the housekeeper?" "There's no housekeeper: Mrs. Blinder's the cook." "And is that her room?" "Laws, no," said the house-maid, cross-like. "That's nobody's room. It's empty, I mean, and the door hadn't ought to be open. Mrs. Brympton wants it kept locked."
He had a pen in his hand, and in the glimpse I caught of his room in passing, I saw that it was covered with a litter of papers. Leaving him standing there, we went up to the top room. I tapped at the door, and a little shrill voice inside said, "We are locked in. Mrs. Blinder's got the key!" I applied the key on hearing this and opened the door.
Blinder's hand shook so that she could hardly pour the tea, and Mr. Wace quoted the most dreadful texts full of brimstone. Nobody said a word to me then, but when I went up to my room Mrs. Blinder followed me. "Oh, my dear," says she, taking my hand, "I'm so glad and thankful you've come back to us!" That struck me, as you may imagine. "Why," said I, "did you think I was leaving for good?"
He ran to Elspeth for comfort, but in the meantime she had learned from Blinder's niece that graves are dark and cold, and so he found her sobbing even like himself. Tommy could never bear to see Elspeth crying, and he revealed his true self in his way of drying her tears. "It will be so cold in that hole," she sobbed. "No," he said, "it's warm." "It will be dark." "No, it's clear."
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