Edwin was not equal to this situation. It alarmed him, and yet he did not see why it should alarm him. He left the room very quietly, went upstairs, and knocked at Maggie’s door. He had to knock several times.
“Who’s there?”
“I say, Mag!”
“What is it?”
“Open the door,” he said.
“You can come in.”
He opened the door, and within the darkness of the room he could vaguely distinguish a white bed.
“Father’s come. He’s in a funny state.”
“How?”
“Well, he’s crying all over the place, and he won’t eat, or do anything!”