Chapter Thirty-ThreeWhen Miss Silver had gone out of the room and shut the door Caroline Ponsonby sank back upon the pillow and hid her face. She could shut out the light and her own power to see, but she could not shut out Miss Silver’s words. She kept on hearing them just as if they were being actually spoken: ‘What is it that you know? It would be better for everyone if you would say.... It will be better for everyone if you will make up your mind as quickly as possible.’ The same words over and over, and over and over again. And the door shutting softly. Her mind was tormented, and through the torment the senseless repetition went on, and on, and on.
When the door was opened again she pressed her face deeper into the pillow and brought her hands up over her ears so that she might not
