Wilfred, not waiting for the soldiers, came into the room, and Caroline followed him.
“Where’s mother?” asked Wilfred.
“She’s gone up to Howard; I think he is dying,” said Caroline. “She can’t leave him for anybody or anything.”
If Edith heard, she gave no sign. She stood motionless on the other side of the room, and stared toward the door; they would bring him back that way, and she could see him again.
“Wilfred dear,” asked Caroline, “what are they going to do?”
“Shoot him.”
“When?”
“Now.”
“Where?”
“Out in the street.”