62
THE TWILIGHT OF THE SOULS
The doctor pressed her hand. Ernst looked down upon them both, smiling, as upon poor, unfortunate people who cannot help being so stupid . . . so slow of understanding . . . so limited in their knowledge . . . so dull of perception. . . .
And, while Constance and the doctor opened the clothes-press in his bedroom, he warned them, quietly, but with dignity:
"Ssh! Be careful, you know. Don't let the door of the wardrobe creak. Don't wake them! . . ."
