"Kathrien——" began the boy, then flinching, and once more glancing fearfully over his shoulder toward the door, he whimpered:
"Oh, I must not say that!"
"Say what, Willem?" urged McPherson.
"What—what he wanted me to say!"
"Kathrien must not marry Frederik Grimm," repeated the Dead Man. "Say it, Willem?"
"Speak up, Willem," exhorted McPherson. "Don't be scared. No one will hurt you."
"Oh, yes," denied Willem, in terror, "he will. I don't want to say his name! Because—because——"
"Why won't you tell his name?" insisted McPherson.
"Hurry, Willem! Hurry!" begged the Dead Man.
"Oh," wailed Willem, with another terrified glance at the door, "I'm afraid! I'm afraid! He'll make Anne Marie cry again. And me! And me!"