'I can remember it all very well. It was a terrible
time!' she answered. 'Our three bedrooms are all
downstairs. First there is my stepfather's room. Julia's
room is next to his, and my room is next to Julia's. The
rooms all have windows on the garden side of the
house, and doors which open into the corridor. One
evening our stepfather was smoking his strong Indian cigarettes in his room. Julia couldn't sleep because she
could smell them in her room, so she came into my
room to talk to me. Before she went back to bed, she
said to me, "Helen, have you ever heard a whistle in
the middle of the night?