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could possibly believe that father was never coming back。 Josephine had
had a moment of absolute terror at the cemetery； while the coffin was
lowered； to think that she and Constantia had done this thing without
asking his permission。 What would father say when he found out？ For
he was bound to find out sooner or later。 He always did。 〃Buried。
You two girls had me buried！〃 She heard his stick thumping。 Oh； what
would they say？ What possible excuse could they make？ It sounded
such an appallingly heartless thing to do。 Such a wicked advantage to
take of a person because he happened to be helpless at the moment。 The
other people seemed to treat it all as a matter of course。 They were
strangers； they couldn't be expected to understand that father was the very
last person for such a thing to happen to。 No； the entire blame for it all
would fall on her and Constantia。 And the expense； she thought； stepping
into the tight…buttoned cab。 When she had to show him the bills。 What
would he say then？
She heard him absolutely roaring。 〃And do you expect me to pay for
this gimcrack excursion of yours？〃
〃Oh；〃 groaned poor Josephine aloud； 〃we shouldn't have done it；
Con！〃
And Constantia； pale as a lemon in all that blackness； said in a
frightened whisper； 〃Done what； Jug？〃
〃Let them bu…bury father like that；〃 said Josephine； breaking down and
crying into her new； queer…smelling mourning handkerchief。
〃But what else could we have done？〃 asked Constantia wonderingly。
〃We couldn't have kept him； Jugwe couldn't have kept him unburied。
At any rate； not in a flat that size。〃
Josephine blew her nose； the cab was dreadfully stuffy。
〃I don't know；〃 she said forlornly。 〃It is all so dreadful。 I feel we
ought to have tried to； just for a time at least。 To make perfectly sure。
One thing's certain〃and her tears sprang out again〃father will never
forgive us for thisnever！〃
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Father would never forgive them。 That was what they felt more than
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ever when； two mornings later； they went into his room to go through his
things。 They had discussed it quite calmly。 It was even down on
Josephine's list of things to be done。 〃Go through father's things and
settle about them。〃 But that was a very different matter from saying after
breakfast：
〃Well； are you ready； Con？〃
〃Yes； Jugwhen you are。〃
〃Then I think we'd better get it over。〃
It was dark in the hall。 It had been a rule for years never to disturb
father in the morning； whatever happened。 And now they were going to
open the door without knocking even。。。Constantia's eyes were enormous at
the idea； Josephine felt weak in the knees。
〃Youyou go first；〃 she gasped； pushing Constantia。
But Constantia said； as she always had said on those occasions； 〃No；
Jug； that's not fair。 You're the eldest。〃
Josephine was just going to saywhat at other times she wouldn't have
owned to for the worldwhat she kept for her very last weapon； 〃But
you're the tallest；〃 when they noticed that the kitchen door was open； and
there stood Kate。。。
〃Very stiff；〃 said Josephine； grasping the doorhandle and doing her
best to turn it。 As if anything ever deceived Kate！
It couldn't be helped。 That girl was。。。Then the door was shut behind
them； butbut they weren't in father's room at all。 They might have
suddenly walked through the wall by mistake into a different flat
altogether。 Was the door just behind them？ They were too frightened to
look。 Josephine knew that if it was it was holding itself tight shut；
Constantia felt that； like the doors in dreams； it hadn't any handle at all。
It was the coldness which made it so awful。 Or the whitenesswhich？
Everything was covered。 The blinds were down； a cloth hung over the
mirror； a sheet hid the bed； a huge fan of white paper filled the fireplace。
Constantia timidly put out her hand； she almost expected a snowflake to
fall。 Josephine felt a queer tingling in her nose； as if her nose was
freezing。 Then a cab klop…klopped over the cobbles below； and the quiet
seemed to shake into little pieces。
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〃I had better pull up a blind；〃 said Josephine bravely。
〃Yes； it might be a good idea；〃 whispered Constantia。
They only gave the blind a touch； but it flew up and the cord flew after；
rolling round the blind…stick； and the little tassel tapped as if trying to get
free。 That was too much for Constantia。
〃Don't you thinkdon't you think we might put it off for another day？〃
she whispered。
〃Why？〃 snapped Josephine； feeling； as usual； much better now that she
knew for certain that Constantia was terrified。 〃It's got to be done。 But
I do wish you wouldn't whisper； Con。〃
〃I didn't know I was whispering；〃 whispered Constantia。
〃And why do you keep staring at the bed？〃 said Josephine； raising her
voice almost defiantly。 〃There's nothing on the bed。〃
〃Oh； Jug； don't say so！〃 said poor Connie。 〃At any rate； not so
loudly。〃
Josephine felt herself that she had gone too far。 She took a wide
swerve over to the chest of drawers； put out her hand； but quickly drew it
back again。
〃Connie！〃 she gasped； and she wheeled round and leaned with her
back against the chest of drawers。
〃Oh； Jugwhat？〃
Josephine could only glare。 She had the most extraordinary feeling
that she had just escaped something simply awful。 But how could she
explain to Constantia that father was in the chest of drawers？ He was in
the top drawer with his handkerchiefs and neckties； or in the next with his
shirts and pyjamas； or in the lowest of all with his suits。 He was
watching there； hidden awayjust behind the door…handleready to
spring。
She pulled a funny old…fashioned face at Constantia； just as she used to
in the old days when she was going to cry。
〃I can't open；〃 she nearly wailed。
〃No； don't； Jug；〃 whispered Constantia earnestly。 〃It's much better
not to。 Don't let's open anything。 At any rate； not for a long time。〃
〃Butbut it seems so weak；〃 said Josephine； breaking down。
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〃But why not be weak for once； Jug？〃 argued Constantia； whispering
quite fiercely。 〃If it is weak。〃 And her pale stare flew from the locked
writing…tableso safeto the huge glittering wardrobe； and she began to
breathe in a queer； panting away。 〃Why shouldn't we be weak for once in
our lives； Jug？ It's quite excusable。 Let's be weakbe weak； Jug。 It's
much nicer to be weak than to be strong。〃
And then she did one of those amazingly bold things that she'd done
about twice before in their lives： she marched over to the wardrobe；
turned the key； and took it out of the lock。 Took it out of the lock and
held it up to Josephine； showing Josephine by her extraordinary smile that
she knew what she'd doneshe'd risked deliberately father being in there
among his overcoats。
If the huge wardrobe had lurched forward； had crashed down on
Constantia； Josephine wouldn't have been surprised。 On the contrary； she
would have thought it the only suitable thing to happen。 But nothing
happened。 Only the room seemed quieter than ever； and the bigger flakes
of cold air fell on Josephine's shoulders and knees。 She began to
shiver。
〃Come； Jug；〃 said Constantia； still with that awful callous smile； and
Josephine followed just as she had that last time； when Constantia had
pushed Benny into the round pond。
Chapter 3。VII。
But the strain told on them when they were back in the dining…room。
They sat down； very shaky； and looked at each other。
〃I don't feel I can settle to anything；〃 said Josephine； 〃until I've had
something。 Do you think we could ask Kate for two cups of hot water？〃
〃I really don't see why we shouldn't；〃 said Constantia carefully。 She
was quite normal again。 〃I won't ring。 I'll go to the kitchen door and
ask her。〃
〃Yes； do；〃 said Josephine； sinking down into a chair。 〃Tell her； just
two cups； Con； nothing elseon a tray。〃
〃She needn't even put the jug on； need she？〃 said Constantia； as
though Kate might very well compl