When she reached her own room, she had decided never to tell him her great secret. 'He can stay in his room and die
if he wants!' she thought. But soon she began to remember how ill he had been, and how frightened he was, frightened that one day his back would become as crooked as his father's. 'Perhaps . . . perhaps I'll go back and see him tomorrow!'
That night she was woken by the most terrible screams that she had ever heard. Servants were opening and shutting
doors and running about