“I went to the hyphen door. I opened it with the clapper on the bell that hangs there. The clapper unhooks and you can work the lock with it. We used to do that when we were children too. Then I went right up to my aunt’s room. Nothing has been changed in the house, but I had a flashlight with me from my car anyway. I went up to her room and over to her bed. Everything was silent as the grave.
“Suddenly it occurred to me that I would talk to her again, and maybe she’d be more reasonable in the matter of her loan to me. I turned on my flash and saw her all lopped over. She was dead. I didn’t see the dog.
“Then all of a sudden it struck me that it wouldn’t do me any good. My cousin Richard would get all her money, and wouldn’t give me an inch more leeway than my aunt would have done. I rem
