MRS. BATHOLOMMEY. Surely you don't believe …
CATHERINE. [In a low voice.] I've thought of a great many things to-day … little things … little things I'd never noticed before…. I'm putting them together just as he put that picture together…. I must know the truth.
PETER. William, make haste…. Frederik is listening at the door.
WILLIAM. [Frightened.] I won't say any more. He's there … at the door … [He looks over his shoulder and CATHERINE goes towards the door.
DR. MACPHERSON. William, tell me.
PETER. William!
CATHERINE opens the door suddenly. FREDERIK is standing, listening. He is taken unawares and for a few seconds he does not move—then he recovers.
WILLIAM. Please don't let him scold me. I'm afraid of him. [Going towards the stairs—looking at FREDERIK.] I was afraid of him when I lived with Annamarie and he came to see us and made her cry.
DR. MACPHERSON. Are you sure you remember that? Weren't you too small?
WILLIAM. No, I do remember…. I always did remember; only for a little while I—I forgot…. I must go to bed. He told me to. [Goes upstairs.