"I won't go," said Grizel, determinedly, "I shall stay with mamma till she is buried."
He was not accustomed to contradiction, and he stamped his foot. "You shall do as you are told," he said.
"I won't!" replied Grizel, and she also stamped her foot.
"Very well, then, you thrawn tid, but at any rate I'll send in a woman to sleep with you."
"I want no one. Do you think I am afraid?"
"I think you will be afraid when you wake up in the darkness, and find yourself alone with—with it."
"I sha'n't, I shall remember at once that she is to be buried nicely in the cemetery, and that will make me happy."
"You unnatural—"
"Besides, I sha'n't sleep, I have something to do."
His curiosity again got the better of the doctor. "What can you have to do at such a time?" he demanded, and her reply surprised him: