I saw the fear begin to creep back into her eyes.
McCann said: "Buck up, Mollie!"
"I tried to take the doll. It was so lovely I was afraid the baby might roll on it or damage it some way,"
she went on again quietly, "but she held it fast, and I did not want to awaken her. So I let it be. While we
were undressing, John took the knotted cord out of his pocket.
"'That's a funny looking bunch of knots,' he said. 'When you hear from Tom ask him what it's for.' He
tossed the cord on the little table at his side of the bed. It wasn't long before he was asleep. And then I
went asleep too.
"And then I woke up…or thought I did…for if I was awake or dreaming I don't know. I must have been a
dream-and yet…Oh, God, John is dead…I heard him die…"