In that moment, had said Robina, her
whole life had passed before her. She let Veronica feel the bump.
Veronica was disappointed with the bump, having expected something
bigger, but had promised to be careful. We had all agreed that if in
spite of our warnings she forgot, and came blundering down in the
morning, it would serve her right. It was thinking of all this that,
as I lay upon the floor, made me feel angry with everybody. I hate
people who can sleep through noises that wake me up. Why was I the
only person in the house to be disturbed? Dick's room was round the
corner; there was some excuse for him. But Robina and Veronica's
window looked straight down upon the cow. If Robina and Veronica
were not a couple of logs, the cow would have aroused them. We
should have discussed the matter with the door ajar. Robina would
have said, "Whatever you do, be careful of the stairs, Pa," and I
should have remembered. The modern child appears to me to have no
feeling for its parent.
I picked myself up and started for the door. The cow continued
bellowing steadily. My whole anxiety was to get to her quickly and
to hit her. But the door took more finding than I could have
believed possible. The shutters were closed and the whole place was
in pitch darkness. The idea had been to furnish this cottage only
with things that were absolutely necessary, but the room appeared to
me to be overcrowded.
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