WILLIAM. What he wanted me to say. [Points towards PETER. All instinctively look towards the spot to which WILLIAM points, but they see no one.
PETER. [Speaking slowly to the boy.] Catherine—must—not—marry
Frederik Grimm.
DR. MACPHERSON. Speak, William. No one will hurt you.
WILLIAM. Oh, yes, he will…. [Looking timidly towards the door FREDERIK passed through.] I don't want to tell his name—'cause … 'cause …
DR. MACPHERSON. Why don't you tell the name, William?
PETER. Make haste, William, make haste.
WILLIAM. [Trembling.] I'm afraid … I'm afraid … he will make
Annamarie cry; … he makes me cry …
CATHERINE. [With suppressed excitement—half to herself.] Why are you afraid of him? Was Frederik the man that came to see Annamarie?
MRS. BATHOLOMMEY. Catherine!
CATHERINE. [On her knees before WILLIAM.] Was he? Was it Frederik Grimm?
Tell me, William.