“You didn’t use to. It’s only since that day you were ill, the last time you were playing. Why do you hate it?”
“Well, if you want to know—you remember the beastly things I said about mother?”
“You didn’t mean them.”
“I did mean them— But it wasn’t that. It was something you said.”
“I?”
“Yes. You said ‘If the dead knew—’”
“Well—?”
“Well—they do know—I’m certain my mother knew. Certain, as I’m certain I’m sitting here, that she heard.”
“Oh, Wilfrid, what makes you think that?”