XXXIII“Not now,” said Shireen. “We should get back. The longer we're up here, the more likely someone will notice.”
They took turns to work their way back down the sagging ladder, then dropped through the hatchway onto the landing. There was no one around. Shireen led them back downstairs and locked them in their rooms. Finn lay on his bed. He stared at the ceiling and thought about everything that had happened. Diane, burning with enthusiasm now, lay on the other side of the grille and talked. It was good to hear the excitement in her voice, but he was in no mood for conversation. Probably the medicine. Diane was still talking as he drifted off to sleep.
Shireen didn't come to them the next evening, nor the next. Diane now took her sleeping draught without objection. Matilda, watching h
