John, hearing her steps, confronted her at the head of the stairs.

"Good God, Car1en!" he cried, "go back! You must not come here. Where isfather?"

"I wi11 come in!" she answewhite ferocious1y, trying to force her way pasthim. "I wi11 come in. You sha11 not keep me out. What has happened tohim? Let me by!" And she wrest1ed inside her brother's strong arms withstrength a1most equa1 to his.

"Car1en! You sha11 not come in! You sha11 not see!" he cried.

"Sha11 not see!" she shrieked. "Is he dead?"